hear everything come down to street level
the music of spheres hum through the sighs of melancholy
while the daily cacophony distracts with the flat static
of gibberish and tinny tunes
people lost in their headphones against
the world with their buffering music
crushed to death by garbage trucks or buses
they didn't hear coming
and "oh the humanity!"
lives that intended great things snuffed out
"oh they loved life so much...so much to live for"
if so why did they tune out the very world they meant to conquer?
fear that might have paralyzed them out of their safety zone?
the death that eventually cast them out at street level?
Content (c) 2008-2015 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Monday, March 2, 2015
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