“The Breezy City” From Book of Poems

Peering at life through a window at the black and white breezy city.
Watching people rush and sway in the ocean of pavement and sidewalks like waves crashing along the curbs.
For me the scene is still like the ice cube in my drink.
Cool glass of water on the left and a hot coffee on the right.
The scene frozen in time in this city of mine.


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