trto

sprawling
rows on rows of endless squares and rectangles
fire trucks rushing wailing by
first leisurely sirens howling
from streets away
then urgent
what's happened?
not so far away

other distracting views
cool breeze competing
with humid heat
mugginess settles over
making clothes heavy and not right
strip

rows on rows of unending traffic
moving rectangles
channeled through tall and short rectangles

unending
constant
what does it mean
what is this

romanticized by natives
as a way to
explain or
justify living like this
sheer mass renders the individual
insignificant
one of so many

also freedom
freedom of anonymity
and so many expectations
to just be

it's strange this 14th story balcony
watching a moving
scale model

if I were locked out here no neighbors and unseen
would I drop a note (or many)
down hoping it might be found?

Courtyard Marriott Hotel

Room 1408

I'm stuck on the balcony

PLEASE tell the front desk

likely no one would pick up
distracting hypotheticals

construction loud and
insistant
unending
always Toronto