Deserted

I’ve played with the notion
Of empty streets and
Fading streetlamps.
The people hidden in
Houses underground,
Listening to my feet above
Like the sound of rolling thunder,
The echoing pitter patter
Of a single footstep on
Cobblestone sidewalks.
Stores still welcome me, forgetting
The apparent hollowness inside…
The sound of street music
From the gazebo outside flow,
Sadly mellow; the chilled
Blue of the sky reflecting off
Puddles yet to be played in.
The alluring scent of pastries
Left untended in the bakery
Cut through me like a longing touch.

Deserted

lolowe

Rockaway Beach, United States

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