Obscured

Down distance streets distant days obscured Visions of idle things resting in the weeds skeletal Rusted eons have fallen machines dead In their stance flies flicker and dance strange Streets stretching off into complex patterns a city Grid of a dead metropolis alternate realms Realities a different shade of blue a red deeper Like blood or a shade of rose a blue the sky clear Ice on stretching seams leading away into Unknown distances along strange streets, Different highways or detonated boulevards the Tanks roll or the boots match watching the rockets Fly to war in the distance down different avenues …of the world within worlds and without!