Cherry Blossoms

 

Beneath street lights,
moralistic battles, perspiring windows,
motionless cars, fleeting invitations
up in the heavens,
the scent of fading,cherry blossoms
A gentle reminder of beauty
covering up this spreading taint,
taking a child-like innocence,
and throwing it to the wolves...

Too soon,into a neon lit world
bent on taking away
every pure thought and deed,
the walking denizens,
prowling dead end streets
looking for a connection,
a lifetime in just a few moments
to wile away the hours,
waiting for a cleansing shower
under the needle spray,
how the ugliness just rinses away
Look towards the windows
such fragrance dancing on air,
heady with the scent,
of exhaustion...

Mathiasthom
written 3/29/08