oasis

Posted on by yugenro

midtown rush hour:
gazillions of feet
trample in torrid
pace screaming
engines idle
fumes coat throats
drive pedestrians harder
toward some watery mirage
on the horizon…

amid the ado
a lone man in tattered old clothes
peels a melting buttercup petal
off a crosswalk
& smiles.

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Published by yugenro

I love music. It is my primary passion. Music is a way for me to both express what is inner as well as to connect with others that is fundamentally different than written or spoken language.