Somewhere between
The perfection of the weather
The money-soaked trees
The fluorine of the water
The young girl’s birthday party
The rows of shiny cars
The standardized sandwiches
The innocence of the children
The flat arch of the hill
The whir of technology, yet
The unnatural quiet
I see a prison.
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Park
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I love this. I've sensed the same thing but have been unable to put it into words.
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