I remember

I remember when the streets

 Were watching our lives 

Through the traffic lights

 Like camera's mounted 

 In The House.

 Avocados picked us 

 From the ground

 And gave us health

 Through the mouth.

 Love was in the undying 

 Presence of those who 

Had crossed over 

to the other side.

 Love was in the truth 

Dying to come out 

 It was in the coins 

 Falling in the phone booth

Back in 1995 

Without making a sound.

-IRM

Reviews

[itai]

Thank you brother, I appreciate your encouraging words

[K Scott Smith]

Very good work. This writing is really insightful and pulls the reader in