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Squatting on doorsteps, following
Nocturnal habits are surveyed with

So we into corners, ignore any callers
And imagine our clang for our neighbors

we crawl on all fours, upon the cushioned floor
Still they to the walls and knock on our doors

And the tendency for is tenacity

The paint is cracked, and the paper
The plaster falls and a body reels

watt bulb swing from a light cloud
On lawnmower groan, the has grown

But have eyes at the keyholes and ears at the walls
They have eyes at the keyholes and at the walls

And the for tenants is secrecy