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Wisconsin, Yr So Brutalist
The walk into campus
was far too angular
it was exceedingly difficult
to find the building entrance
βHave you ever been in a sensory deprivation tank1β
asked Ann from Wisconsin Public Radio
Light was vacuumed by the brute symmetry
of the Department of Social Sciences building
I want to say things that are real, Ann
to find a fundament beyond subtext
but this building will not allow it
this building talks but doesnβt listen
(I fight the almost carnal desire to jaywalk)
No, Ann, Iβve never been in a sensory deprivation tank
but I can imagine it
like a farmer in a database
I can imagine it
1Ref#: Altered States.