Front Street Condo

Benjamin Jenkins, poem, poems, poetry, writing

Front Street condos

Face other condos

The sky is so high

Between giants of

Concrete, steel, and glass

Sparkling

Like those stars

They amorously climb towards

Different units alit

Different circadian rhythms

Twinkling

Like the traffic far below

Watch them go

Hurrying home on Love Day

A surging sea of constant

Honking

White and red lights writhing

Against an invisible median

The condo life escapes me

Passed ten stories

Cost of piping water is unjustifiable

Anything in the pursuit

Of higher living

I enjoy watching

Traffic down below

Stars up above

The view

Gotta love the view

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