DAYS

Days grow only leaves, never blooming

Shards of hours,

dust of daily life,

grit, palpable stinks

Days grow only leaves, never blooming

Some lives swept away by floods,

others make the shore, change shoes,

no time to look around

Days grow only leaves, never blooming

Pressed on the journey, heads bob up and down

In the cart, even chickens lose their footing

Starved for oxygen, the trees’ heads ache

Days grow only leaves, never blooming

Huge mansions going up,

countless lights,

the moon on that billboard

stamped with a price

Days grow only leaves, never blooming

Shards of hours,

dust of daily life,

one generation shoves the next

toward the precipice

Days on the cliff grow only leaves,

never blooming