Fishbowl
riding this bike
sailing through the fog
following the river of asphalt,
poking out from the blurred
greens, yellows and reds
upon nature's pillars
the air is thick
the colors,
vivid against the grey
the only sounds
mechanical repetition
echoing away
homeostasis controlled
fear is gone
locked in place
where you belong
Posted Mar 23, 2018, 2:33 AM UTC
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