The City Of Trees

Light from stars
Merge with the lights
From cars
And from men with scars.
The trees pass by in a blur
And are still visible clearly,
Branches spidery, 
Across the inked-in sky.
This city, a forest,
Not of concrete,
But of actual trees.
I see its soul
Through the four sided frame
Of black spectacles.

-A (@firstdraftpoet on twitter)

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2 comments

  1. assortmentbox · February 1, 2015

    Lovely

    Liked by 1 person

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