Five days have now passed
And another week ending
Time for a reboot
poetry, prose, and photography
Five days have now passed
And another week ending
Time for a reboot
I don’t understand
What life in New York is like
Cultures intersect

Now facing westwards
Glory bursting through the trees
Cool air satisfies

Physical beauty
That lacks depth internally
Emptiest of gifts

As darkness creeps down
Cool air brings tranquility
Sun sets earlier
It’s getting darker earlier now. Fall approaches, with it impending change. School reboots, air cools, night’s grow longer.