Today & Tomorrow
Ode to Asphalt and Glass
Shards shinning on asphalt
Seem a shitty mirror
at first glance
but they begin to dance in the sunset
And fairly frolic in the unforgiving light of highway lamps
Broken bottle glass, convection side view, reflectors crushed
Spark in the night crown jewels of the street
They are an excellent mirror for my mind prison of fleeting moments
And half baked ideas
All fighting for life outside to be spoken
and given form
But they only die on the street
with no one else to hear
And no paper to catch them
