Poem: the floor fell out from under us (redolent)

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I wanted to get rid of everything redolent of the past

The City and Its Uncertain Walls, Haruki Murakami

The floors are fallin’ down from everybody I know

“Bloodbuzz Ohio,” The National


we stood
somewhere between

we don’t know
and we don’t care

then the floor fell out
from under us

and there was a band
they all looked 12 years old

someone said
they were cute

we said
they were awfully young

isn’t that how it goes
now nearly everyone

in the room
younger than you

way more talented
and cuter

but then we were
the floor not under us

it wasn’t
the falling

it was
the landing

when the floor fell out
from under us

—P.L. Thomas