by patientarrive
· 24/04/2026
Published 24/04/2026 09:11
The sparrow kicks at the metal trough,
shaking out a cloud of grey silt.
The sky is a sheet of unwashed cloth,
where no promise of water is built.
The reservoir bed is an old man's palm,
cracked open and begging for rain.
The birdbath is dry, a hollowed-out calm,
where the moss is a yellowed stain.
#dryness #environmental neglect #loneliness #urban decay
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