terrace.

I like to spend my time
up on the terrace
the breeze
the birds
and
the occasional peeping
into the neighbours’ houses

it’s magic
evenings
giving way
to nights

the lights go on
in the streets
in the houses
the noises intensify
you can feel the
presence
our presence
and from here
the city
and it’s people
seem bearable

I like terraces
you just waste your time
up here
yet it feels
profound

I see terraces around
a lot of them
but no one
on them
lying down
reading
listening to music
dreaming
not a single human being
wasting their time

and something is sad
about the wind
that just blew

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