A Wooden fence kicked in
by a storm cannot keep
the world out.
Plastic buckets filled with rainwater
and leaves sit in the silent shade
and hope to overflow one day.
Car alarms wake up old men
who look with blurry vision out
their windows at the crowded street
and cannot track just where
it all is coming from.
A girl in black clothes
is the only one to walk
a path between the gazebos
at the park and she wishes
it could stay that way forever.
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