What do you see?

I see my reflection depicted

upon window panes

perched upon concrete,

mindful, as emotion wanes

amongst landscapes nestled

amidst skyscrapers

as lashes shutter

upon humans summarizing papers

A pauper sings

a speech to plastic metal boxes

had beneath trunks

embodying treetop skyboxes

where birds squawk,

an squirrels scramble

dramatically up bark laden brambles

they are oblivious

to the burgundy bricks meticulously stacked

encasing fleshy parasitic shells

and metallic frames packed

that beam rays

while zooming past on asphalt paths

there are army ants crawling

haphazardly swarming

up from concrete cracks,

as a rollie pollie rolls past,

a formation begins forming

A woman in a loose fitted purple dress

purposefully strolls past the sidewalk

she travels swiftly

by an old man seated,

moving on toward a crosswalk

The old man shrouded in puffs of smoke,

casually flicks ashes

an stares beyond his feet

while a young man struts,

with a heavy laden pack upon his back

to beats of every tweet tweet tweet

The air whooshes

branches sway an wave

as their green fans flutter

another man appears

decked in a business suit

an adorned with a mustard colored tie

He paces beside a pillar

a coffee cup firmly gripped

an a lit cigarette in hand,

beside sauntering caterpillars

Minutes silently inch past and moments pass

While I listen to fan blades spinning like rhythmic cymbals...

What do you see?

Written May 28, 2019

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