On The Highways

September 15, 2012 at 2:10 pm (Dominic Alapat, Poetry)

 

the traffic flowing like waves

has collected one by one

in my head

from here I see

big buildings

sprouting

everywhere

and the heat and the glass and the noise

the people on the railway platforms

are nothing more

than a burst of birds

silently circling

this small patch of sky.

 

– Dominic Alapat

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