The whole world crashed down
The sky lay awkwardly
in the street, it’s stars askew
Car horns blared,
trees lay uprooted
But people still walked the streets,
avoided the loose stars,
ignored the car horns
Continued with their life
Glass crushed underfoot
No one noticed,
the sky in the street
No one cared,
I pocketed a star,
and tried to walk away.
Like them,
So, blind, so accustomed
to skies crashing in the street.
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