forever lost in their missed steps, beyond the cracks steel garbage cans line up along the blackened street tar received without reply, for in those times gone unnoticed two are poised, in it's strangeness; a black cat, blue car
by and by, as time flies to lives unsettled or to pass this life stands stagnant, unmoved, hot to touch, near and far anyone who wishes, in a subtle voice, lost among the whispers unfazed nor rattled, side step, both; the black cat, blue car
on a city street lives collide anonymous silhouette, the alley heading anywhere else beyond pavements façade, scarred close enough to touch, by the ruts, lost in moments, to pass together they poised, to stare down defiant; a black cat, blue car