[boxed in]
ce-
mented,
Concrete Forever.
shackled by
t
o
w
e
r
s
of indifference.
windows {clouded}
by the souls of smog
and Fate,
the throbbing
beat and cry
wail and die
hum and buzz
***nucleur fuzz***
of hate
make up a kalaidescope of
lo
ve.
[we won't leave the back porch,]
Reason for writing:
I was observing city life...and how despite the hectic nature of our everyday lives and seeming harshness of the reality surrounding us...love is still present...
Birth sign: Taurus
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