City Wilds

If
you look
beyond my steel,
you’ll find my heart
beating.

I grow bridges and tunnels and trains and… toes,
toes that park their boots before kissing soil, I am
more than cracked concrete and shrieks of “Taxi!”

If
you want
all my wilds,
come… and find me
there.

 

my favorite city park grows wild wishes

 

Linked to Poets United (City).