Sad eyes of faces from the past set in weathered skin of aging brick
heat of summer bakes urban soot into the dermis cells of clay
harsh cold of winter winds causes huddled forms to shudder
set aside from usefulness, removed from active life
Dermis Cells of Clay
May 26, 2012 at 4:58 pm (feelings, poetry, Uncategorized)
Tags: bricks, buidings, city, Dermis, eyes, life, poetry
