portrait of a city

by walterdoege

a city shall be as another house…where I can walk easy…safe…appreciating the peoples, the flowers, the cafés, the playgrounds…the sounds of the city shall be soothing songs…the city I like is when I feel myself at house…the city in my dream is not the city I face everyday…lot of cars…peoples running fast…I like to walk slow…I like to eat slow…that city may be… it’s only in my dreams…and I write slow, although sometimes fast