I walk, saunter, stroll
By myself through the crowds on the sidewalk
Cars, sirens, buses and trucks,
Pass by, rushing, honking.
The traffic lights change
Green to orange to red,
Halting one vein of the city for a brief breath
Sending the other’s passengers out of my vision.
The colors of the city,
grey as dust,
Neon and pastel,
Black and white,
Everything in between
All the same.
Screaming, shouting across each other
Blind eyes staring into nothingness.
Billboards praise and warn,
Vote for me, buy my product,
listen, watch, share!
Maybe lovers, meet in the midst
In the current, the torrentious life of the city
They hug, turn their backs to the multitude.
Eternally facing one another for a heartbeat.
The crowd swallows them again,
Screams, shouts, elbows,
Strangers in a strange place.
A response to the weekly writing challenge “Snapshots”