Traffic is coursing
Thru the central artery
A view that’s sliced off
It’s all that I see
But I know the flow
How it pours
Into town
Filling these buildings
I see all around
Window upon l
Windows
On view here
For me
I see
Pain
I see suffering
humanity
I don’t want to go
I don’t want to stay
I don’t want to hide
Day after day
Shuffling around
Scared to make a sound
Take mirame 3x a day
Watch the boy moved
In some freakish way
Twitching about
Like some clockwork man
And the question
Asked daily is
Do you have a plan