20 April 2012
The sky is pink, orange, yellow and red.The blue is smeared. And clouds atop
The gulls scream, they want our food.Their greedy and will never stop till they've had their fill. It makes me laugh, but pitty as well.
The boats are scattered... Floating across the deep sea ocean.. They honk their loud horns, so we know their there. [As if I care]
There are people walking by, a stream of faces. Boys, girls, little ones, old ones, they talk and talk and talk. There's a ruffed up one, he asks me for money. I smile and politely tell him I'm broke myself..
The traffic is noisy.. Many trucks and cars go by. Red, grey, blue and forever on.. The engines rev and the fumes fill in around me..
But my smile glows and my mind is clear.. I'm not thinking of the future or past, just the peace of mind I have in this moment..
I love this city. It's movement, it's colour, the faces and sounds.. I feel at home here, like I belong.. I know I'll have to leave soon, go back to that horrid town of junkies and rotten lives. But for now this city holds me.
Seattle
The Emerald City • Opuss № I