dirty cloth shoes and graphited walls

the wheels go higher 

than the trees

strange when people say 

good day 

or hi to me

riding in the sunlight

flashes of day 

beams in night

soft sounds of the music

of the music

sounds 

of the ....

dirty cloth shoes and graphited walls

little girls in skirts who know it all

humid air 

smiles in sight

wave 

hello and goodbye

to this night