Concrete Ganesha

I saw someone posted up under the Myrtle viaduct
 A concrete ganesha, winking
 Knower of beginnings, I've got to wonder
 What it is you're seeing that I can't see from here
 Cause I busted my guts on the Myrtle viaduct
 And those guts are nobody's now
 Love lit us Cadillac green
 My love is patient with me
 Late-twenties-skinny in your sweater
 Knower of beginnings, I've got a hunger
 For whatever you're seeing that I can't see from here
 Cause I lined up my ducks on the Myrtle viaduct
 And those ducks are nobody's now
 You moved like a sunroom
 Bracing for Sunday evening
 Auburn curls hanging from a mind made up
 Knower of beginnings, I think I know now
 What it is you're seeing
 Turns out my baby's had enough of the Myrtle viaduct
 And the city is knocking it down
 My baby is nobody's now