these streets reveal to me
the mysteries of life
these streets are alive
having absorbed the spirits
of those who tread
upon them
these streets speak
the stories they tell overlap
generation upon generation
have left their yearnings/dissapointments
accomplishments/failures
woven into the asphalt and cement
the tar and brick
in the stillness that precedes the dawn
stories unravel, words mix with images
arise in a mist knee-high above these streets
what runs in these streets
is the life-blood of me and you