Thick paint
Colossal buildings
Scuffed floors
Gummy tables
Loud people
Women with makeup
And men in ties
Hurting and broken
With smiles
Damaged and torn
New construction
New brick
New paint
Soon to decay
But don't forget to smile
This poem was written in early April. I have been writing more poetry lately, most of which is a way to process my thoughts. Most are mediocre but this one felt like it was worth sharing today.
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