The sky was weeping today -
Slow and steady, persistent.
Garbage and pollen melded.
Urban spring.
The concrete bleeds perfect green -
Slow and steady, persistent.
Foootsteps and tire tread deny it.
Seeds form rivers toward sewers -
Thick and mucky.
No soil, no hope, no purpose.
The city always changes -
A jackhammer, a sledge.
The sludge of life discarded.
Trees know.
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