Shifting to sight, the clouds,
a mountain passage road.

It runs alongside the sweet smell
of New York City coffee and early
morning mishaps.

What to make of the noticed world
after Chroma conducts his sunrise?

Girls in smeared make-up sitting
at the McDonalds. Construction Workers'
cigarettes slowly building the
mountain skyline.

Roots in the urban gravel wake the din
slowly. The clouds shuffle along, the
road quiet for another day.