Babel

They jutted from The ground – Bodies made of Steel and glass and stone – Necks craned upwards, Ever upwards, Hoping To steal a glance Of a god hidden Behind the clouds.

Her song.

She closed her eyes And She sang Hidden in darkness, Punctuated by sadness, Covered in solitude, Marked by brokenness. She sang As he walked away. She sang As he closed the door. She sang With cheeks Branded with tears And…

Day 10.

They roam the streets. Arms like twigs, Eyes wide as saucers, Sunken cheeks, They jumped From car to car Asking for something— Pity, Spare change, Life, For you to notice them. They reach your car And you look… Past them,…