Poem-type Thing

Word Exercises

Cat stares out the window at a
Cool Guy walking with a
Woman, down the street.
Are they in love?
A rose grows nearby-
A flower, looking at the various
Fauna.
Does it know Latin?
Can it comprehend Greek?
Like the architecture of the city that curls around.
Build! Build! Bigger-
Brick by brick, the contractors turn the world into
Mud brown, no longer blue and green.

Cool Guy tomorrow
Doesn’t notice the sun.
Cher plays in his ears,
Pop strains blurring the world.
A bottle lies on the street. Leaves it.
A fly lands on his finger. Brushes it off.
Airplanes float in
The sky, unnoticed-
Dark clouds drift by, unseen.
As the weather changes, bolts of
Lightning pierce the atmosphere, bright
Gold in their glory, leaving
Silver streaks before his eyes

Silver
Like the hair of aging Society Women
They know the truth.
Innocence is purity.
So sad it is for the jaded crowds that
Loneliness always equals
Emptiness.
An equation that adds up to
Lives not full of the substantial.
And for this, our future is unclear-
Almost like glass, when broken
We’ve shattered.