Cement City

Proem

How to capture it all?

I am no photographer

My paint brushes, I have retired

And words simply do not belong

On a cover

The same way they fit

In my mouth, or march along the surface

Of these pages.

How to capture it all?

The sounds, the smells, the blurring lights as life rushes past.

The things I feel but have not found reflected around me.

The images that

Undoubtedly

Would stop the carbon copy of myself

And urge, "Read me."

How to capture it all?

But some questions and answers

Like some estranged partners

Walk on opposite sides of the road.

So I draw one line to the next

Connecting the right

And what's left of the unknown

Into the semblance of a city.

I scrawl above,

Cement City.

I'm aiming to be mostly straightforward in these poems. Each one will center around an object or place that I find in my city. As usual, any feedback is appreciated.

Thank you for reading.