Taller than Hadrian's Wall

She's a taller house inside
Like a skyscraper and glass
Glistens slowly in the light
As we gently cycle past.
In the shadows leaning in
Stripping us of the sun
And her doors are open wide
Like a smile
Like a child
Running out to greet the unknown
Reaching out for another light
Another sparkle to delight
The everpresent crowd

Photocamera flash
Neokarmic output
On a newer sheet of paper
Type-write her at your own risk
For she is lovely, stark, and high
Plucking stars from out the sky
So that she can light us up
And take us from the mess we made
And make us all forget
With a smile
Like a child
We reach out for a warmer hug
A hand out of the hole we've dug
It's so nice to see the sky.