The struggle of man
waking up with the world sleeping
the world before the sun
The struggle of man
showering in silence
other than flowing water
and shuffling feet
Avoid the stroller
in front of the door
There’s the sun
The struggle of man
deep breath
so much weight
Empty busses
The struggle of man
enter the common cafeteria
”Breakfast?” She asks.
Philip V. Coombs 10-11am
You can feel the weight of the person as the poem progresses evoking emotion. I like the last line. Goes from something solitary to a type of connectedness if that makes sense. Well done
Thank you for your insight