a silent observer | part i


comfortably nestled in cotton sheets
peering down below at the bustling streets
i witness the working cogs of the urban jungle
and as i silently observe, into the sheets i snuggle

the wafting aroma of the greased street meals enter my nostrils
my, what pleasure it must be to stuff these saturated foods into one's mouth
and feel no burden in their stomach
sigh, a grumble from my torso ensues

the sounds of cars and chatter come regularly
all combining to form a reoccurring melody
for some it is a disturbance to hear such things often
but it serves as a reminder that life is normal and my tender heart, at the thought, softens
23 | art history grad | journo student film enthusiast |🌸
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