
A concrete jungle
humanity’s Frankenstein
occasional tree

A concrete jungle
humanity’s Frankenstein
occasional tree

Giant-limbed monsters
early mornings in the park
terrified of trees.

Broken shards of glass
sun rises, catching the cracks—
short, sharp morning waves.

Heavy fog rises
fireball erupts in the sky
tiny shells sparkle

People try too hard
to stand out from the others
unlike autumn trees