Sep16

I phased out there,While gazing into the city, as it does.I forgot the passage of time,How things age and grow.The narrow space between the seaAnd its spittle, cascading away,Is an ideal vantage point overProgressive development.I’ve boarded the fast elevatorRight to the top of that building.I’ve wandered all dayWithin the bastion greenspace.And still it doesn’t wither,Still…