Refreshing scent of nothing

Pace of life is still

Wind blowing slightly

The girl in the corner stands

Watches

Wonders.

Grays and greens

Touch of brown

Wash of apathy

Careful apprehensive smiles

Look on.

The start

The end

It seems as both

And neither it is

Lie back

Breathe

Ponder

Exist

Sleep, and bask

In this eye

Of all.