In My Mind ~ Poetry

Hollow City

This city,
as hollow as its people, empty,
like an emotion switch was
turned off. Black and grey,

along with white, grainy film.
That is this Hollow City.
Once beautiful and...and...

and alive,
a world filled to the
brim with color and
non-uniformed movement.

No slow, rotting walkers
lived among us,
but vibrant fast talkers;
colorful swaths being sold by merchants;
dancers, graceful & powerful, swirling through squares;
the angelic howling of local vocalists;
the tasteless gossip of the hair doers;
the warm, smiling faces of the hotel owners;
& all the glorious,
harmonious,
most wonderful noises
& sights & feels, ALL of it,

swept away in a swift,
quick movement,
burdening us for eternity,
invisibility cloaking our
Hollow City
from the wonders of the outside,

passers-by barely glance
or travel here
because we've been shunned.

That's why this city is a
mouthful
of gray sand.
It's been ignored
& because of ignorance
it's why I'm devastated to say

    There is no life
        color
           character
              in this
         Hollow City.

         ~Lani