Seat – belted Traffic

Migration

from seat-belted traffic to the tree crowded forest

A solitary crowd

I don’t mind

I don’t mind the wind whispered voices

or the rushed river

or the lavish ivy decor

or the sun seeking petals of acclaimed flowers

or the gaudy carpet of velvet leaves

or the hailed stars flaunting their extravagance

or even the squirrel’s ceaseless surveillance

But these things

I cannot not take

caught

in seat belted traffic

 

 

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