Walk

The wind blowing hard like a tornado

blowing your hair into a birds nest,

Clippity cloppity smashing up and

down feet go creating a beat.

The hum of cars passing back and

forth back and forth

Natural art lining up on the street as if

trying to look at its best.

The pitter patter of music bump

bump bump thicky thunk

Whispering everywhere all around

you but only coming from one place. The

world blinking in and out in and out every

second darkness color darkness color.