Concrete

By charliegirl65
Sun, 12 Sep 2004
- 561 reads
Concrete.
Thick, unyielding
A gray landscape
Soundscape
Grey noise surrounding
Impounding
The sense of soul helplessness
Unending matter
Thick,
Unyielding
Dying trees
Screaming trees
Crying for more.
Sunlight
Feels like blossom falling on the skin
Tingling sensation
Unnerving in this grey and desolate place
Unending
Unnerving
Noise.
Cars battered by years
Bearing scars of life on the streets.
People moving fast.
As though the dull roar of the city was their engine purring
Murmuring life
Passing by
Moving slowly...
Moving slowly...
Moving on
Concrete.
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