energy can corrode,
as well as inspire;
the breeze cools my back,
the material of my green shirt thin against its incessant howling,
music fills the spaces behind,
vaguely familiar,
or was it something i chose to ignore once,
amidst the madness, hustling, moving, ignoring, proceeding, encapsulated amongst the canyons?
the sun will shine on all places,
whether i can imagine or not.
