small town connection

the town is grey-blue.

grey-blue billows out of bushes and sidewalks

the wind pushes it around and birds use it 

to get high.

the town is silently clamoring

full of sound and void

Change caterpillars through generations,

eating and leaving behind.

freedom hopscotches up the road

I can feel its exponential approach

as I wait 

suspended

for the moment of contact