Saturday, February 15, 2014

Another Thursday

This was something I came up with while walking on my way to class one morning back in College. It kind of branches off of one of the posts I made earlier on. Anyway, here it is.

(c) A.F. 3/8/12

"Another Thursday"

The trees are bare;
Flesh darkened, soggy and bloated from the rain;
Molested by the March winds.

We bump along 
Polluting the air of the smudged blue-gray sky.
We stare through the dirt coated windows at
The world as it passes us by.
We.
Wasting our years of promise and youth.

Watered coffee stains seep into the cracks on buildings.
Our voices bleed together into white noise;
Words and sentences become merely gumbo.
Yet we are forever separated in our selfish search for
Individuality.

It's a Thursday morning.
The Spring breeze nips at our chilled throats.
We stumble over sidewalks, cracked and filled with mud, with twigs, with worms.
We battle with Time.
Always.
And - THIS- 
THIS is what we pay for.

(c) A.F. 3/8/12

I know I'm not the only one whose ever contemplated College. Hope y'all can relate. 


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