City Street
Street
pulsates
under sky
scrapers, listen
To the city breathe
blowing, huffing, puffing
hurry, push, eyes blankly stare
SCREAMS echoing in the alley
go ignored in the sidewalk shuffle
stench of urine, decay and APATHY
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, February 9, 2012
First place in Suit Yourself contest max 16 (Brian Strand)
Copyright © Rhonda Johnson-Saunders | Year Posted 2012
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