I smoked the long cigarette as I toured the ruins, those weren’t the derelict houses of our past ; there, we reckon the word lives online, it is believed but not read : I was walking fast through empty lots of language, littered lots really, yet with nowhere to safely dispose of sense, a short day drawing to a close ; with little time and space left, I considered this predicament, when men carry meaning walking on thin sentences, while they ponder the risk of falling through.