Sunday.
taken away from the
world.
because the world is.
and there are
streets.
and there are
bridges.
and buildings.
people inside
and in front of
them.
sun pierces the sky
sunrays
touch the ground
and our frozen
breaths.
we ride buses
talk
and stay silent.
every word is needed
every pause –
necessary.
sundown.
day comes to the
end.
the world still is.
