Nothing is made for close inspection.
The small lawns are neat.
The street goes in the right direction.
The train, despite the bad news, takes you home.
A passenger’s perfume reaches you from far away,
no need to get too close to judge.
The citizens are not attractive, but they breed.
The government’s bridge will not budge.
You can reflect, but there’s no need.
You’ll get to experience the far away, one day.
From a distance, even grotesque fate will be clear.
The plans will be laid out like this avenue.
Flaws and intimacy were never here.