Tiny paper cities br Where dust bunnies fester br The streets are all aligned and angular br Only white there is no color br Crooked and illogical the architecture br But, with functional, straight, white lines br The bunnies lost their minds. br br But, over there, that way lies br Beautiful, intersecting and in-blending lines br Dripped, drizzled, spattered, then dried. br The bunnies look to the sky, br Thus, remembering their minds.