lil wit flowres

Little white flowers
Floating in the air
I look up Flairy sky
The sun hurts my eyes
Sticker of "energy" on the boiler across from me
Free In red circle
Chilled crying
Voices of whisper
The wind is playing music with the leaves on the trees
Another one frozen in time
Sitting on my sister's balcony
A man, talking on the phone about prices in the distance
A ping pong table folded on a terrace
Drilling sounds of cars approaching so fast
Little ball creating Kingdome
Lilac flowers shading their way
A crane
Up ahead in the distance
Windy trees making music again
The paint is pealing on that brick wall
A naked dusty gray gutter going loose
The child is still crying.
Or is it again
Black fabrc flying on rooftop
Seeing Believing what I see is real.
No tacking a photo or reverse the reel
Red laundry line
Green all over it
The browne is surrounding
The sun is fading
The night will come soon
With it my bloom
My sadness my fears my joy and tears.

and daylight shell soon return