Bustling cities scare me
32 years ago, on Toronto streets
There was space
Now we walk huddled on the sidewalk
As if we know each other or come from the same home
You stop and someone crashes into you
Caught between the shades of condos
Close to the lake, the city is cold though it’s spring
Towering structures hide the sun
Leaves no space for warmth
Food trucks line the street
Downtown is impersonal
Nobody knows you or sees you
Barely any interaction with each other
As crowrded street cars, busses and trains make their way to the burbs
In the midst of this chaos
One search for peace
Earplugs the answer
Surrounded by a whole hosts of people but
Lost in the midst
I hate the city
That’s Toronto! A friend shared that it has changed so much over the years Great poem..I felt every line:)
Thank you. I moved to London because of it. It was stifling.
I understand stifling:( I feel that here in Victoria, BC. Europe is a whole new world. So much tradition and culture and life…I hope you’re still loving London!