the leaves fall on the pavement- all shapes, all sizes and unwanted as it seems. brown specks on grey; each broken into a million with each step we take. then slowly swept away into a corner as their stagnant glare goes unnoticed by the crowd.

it seems like invisibility I suppose- when you stand, you look, you observe. and your actions are hidden under a broom and swept away quickly. once again a dozen break you into a million. once again you can’t speak up loud enough for you to hear. once again you thrive in the shadows- first the broom, then the trees, subsequently dust, and then nothing. there are no silver linings to grey surroundings. it goes on forever, i suppose.

and just like that it’s spring again.


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