All That Rises

© Matthew Word Bain

with bright yellow beams on the horizon
like a well-structured northern sunrise
gunmetal blue greyscale on the walls
nearly continuous with the clouds
trees mingling with telephone poles
like deer grazing in a field full of cows
the characters populating this street seem
to be settling back into the life of the world
from which they once arose, and upon which
they now constitute a thin and tenuous veneer