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Viewed from one parking lot to another  
and straight out through my windshield,  
north to south, increasingly distant,  
are the lot curb, swale strip, then the shrubs  
in their perfectly bark dusted row  
all along the immaculate sidewalk  
before the arboreal street light strip  
betwixt said sidewalk and the bike lane  
next the west bound lanes of ceaseless traffic  
split by median concrete in east bound lanes  
and then their own bike lane, streetlight,  
and immaculate sidewalk stratum...
 
before a tier of short coniferous hedge  
in segue to cars parked in the lot beyond  
with its half dozen lot sized trees in bloom...  
and all of it, everything...subservient...  
   
to four stoic geometric stories of    
battleship gray, and sterile window glass  
of unsullied corporate Death Star real estate,  
   
with only a spring day to cheer it up.
Written by MidnightSonneteer
Published | Edited 30th Mar 2024
Author's Note
A plein air suburban poem
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