look, if you remember
anything about this town,
remember stale yellow afternoons
before thunder rumbled in with night
remember crowded cafes
filled with the silence
of fingers tapping phone screens
remember birds
singing through the night
terrified of what morning will bring
remember how summer
steamed from wet sidewalks
and how you went home every night,
shutting yourself into a rented room
to feel alive
for the Camera Flash prompt over at Toads today. We were given a photo to respond to. The image reminded me of those afternoons when there is nothing to do but wait for night and see what unfolds.
