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There are cars I know beneath bridges
I have pushed them into the river
A sad parade of semi-sunken pride rusting
Leaving red streaks across the water
Rivers running through twisting cities
I have constructed from memory with
Labyrinth houses pulled from history
I walked outside into garage parties
That were wakes for black clad mourners
Clutching at heat with frozen fingers
I cling to walls like moss across cracked walls
I have compressed against the chill
A pile of cars sit in the mouth of the bay
But they never seem to fill it
A stray will wonder here and there; still
We all find our way to the sea in time
This city grows like moss in remembered corners
Expanding in a lost warehouse memory
That I drive through looking for the lost things
Leaving the dead cars beneath bridges

Description
There are cars I know beneath bridges
I have pushed them into the river
A sad parade of semi-sunken pride rusting
Leaving red streaks across the water
Rivers running through twisting cities
I have constructed from memory with
Labyrinth houses pulled from history
I walked outside into garage parties
That were wakes for black clad mourners
Clutching at heat with frozen fingers
I cling to walls like moss across cracked walls
I have compressed against the chill
A pile of cars sit in the mouth of the bay
But they never seem to fill it
A stray will wonder here and there; still
We all find our way to the sea in time
This city grows like moss in remembered corners
Expanding in a lost warehouse memory
That I drive through looking for the lost things
Leaving the dead cars beneath bridges