as usual

They say that the Tower of Babel had no windows
to avoid acrophobic fits. Dropouts sold magic carpets,
socks and panties at the entrance. Stilts too.
Spiders on the walls dreamt of icy surfaces
lit by invisible lamps. Shouts and songs disappeared
in the cracks in the sky. A deicide suddenly
discovered a word on the pillowcase and left town.
Dates of birth had become meaningless but
the celestial animals still hid in their abodes.

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