CEMENT CANVAS

Sidewalk chatter

open curtains

honest hands

sanskrit stories

of wishing wells

falling stars and

fire escapes on

summer nights when

breezes are absent

and the city heats

while weak fans

labor under blankets

of humidity

making summer sweat

into frustration rain

washing off

sidewalk chalk

that dusty carpet

from innocent hands

creating still

colored life

onto a

cement canvas

expressing beauty

in a city of gray.

 


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