Asphalt floor…by Mágica Mistura

I’m a wild animal

Tree, sand, earth, grass

Bird, wind, mud

I walk barefoot

Dirty foot

I sit on the floor

I look at the stars

I even have a picnic

City is an obligation

There’s no frog…

It has steel

There are no mosquitoes

There’s a wall

There is no sky and moon

I only see building, sidewalk and street

There is no dry leaf

Just noise

There is no lake…

It has asphalt floor

Do what?

The duty calls

But, you know?

I can’t wait to go back

Back to the bush, to the green

For the wind, for the lake…

✨️Mágica Mistura

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