Vallyncia

Buildings reflecting buildings; surrounded by a dull murmur of conversation held over neutral jazz easily ignored; the din punctuated by angry horns Dappled sunlight peeking past the towering concrete giants as a cool breeze lifts white tablecloths and stirs the newly formed leaves. An inky crow alights, looking knowingly at crowds of people rushing by to nowhere as the gold afternoon sun dips past the artificial horizon. A man walks up – a pause – then into the restaurant he strides. Following him is a wild looking beggar who steals all topics of conversation. And in my mind, my thoughts drift back to melancholy places tomor