man, i love brick sidewalks
mostly because small blades of grass
and lonely flowers sprout between the cracks
walking by reflections of people
and glass windows
some empty some full
worthless merchandise and commodity
the pinnacle of civilization
you must be shitting me
i walk in any direction
others follow but blocks apart
buildings separate us from curing loneliness
i'll never know them
and they'll never know they're lonely
the wind inhales and waves goodbye
to buildings painted on buildings in disguise
signals sent miss the mark and the creator
sighs in disgust, reflected in his art
a lost creature which blends with all the rest
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