Eyes in front,
Focusing on some high-rise Ant Farm
Minor details…
No coffee; none for sale.
Thoughts on our time
When contemporaries write on depression
And how they want to write,
Immodestly mentioned
Do they write for words or recognition?
In my mind,
At the beach
Shirtless,
An ex heroin addict describes me as fat- I react.
Paltry people
Trite intention
Sad appeal
Apathetic apprehension
Now,
Off to work
Watching busy professionals pace hard by
Begging for fame- notice me! They say.
-Under heavy skies.
