Our Escape
what a strange place
we find ourselves in.
trapped in the open
we are free within
we ask for spare change
and currency as we stake
out our places downtown
dreaming our other lives
gargoyles carved on stone faces
stare as we break down
and the city bears its age
as we walk broken sidewalks
looking upward to see
dark clouds as omens
and we ask ourselves
will it rain
busses whoosh past
cars honk, and sirens scream
when from all around
conversations rise
trees in a park by the shore
their arms sway in a breeze
as the river sings in our hearts
our escape
Matrix Contest
March 23, 2022
The first four lines are a quote provided for the contest.
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