Let’s call it trees tumbling in the woods
It’s the mountain cry that never rumbles off man
Voices bred on streets and horns
We’re drowned in concrete, child,
Because the world might hear a sound
But individual is just so much noise
They’ll never hear, and never care.
whew…nice one man…covered in concrete…but i wont stop being an individual you know…smiles…
how is the job search going?
Very poorly at the moment, to be honest, but thanks for checking up.
hey..don’t stop making noise…just saying…
Isolation….excellent title and it’s everywhere…very good!
Drowned in concrete….so true in so many ways…silently wonderful
Nice write, Chris!
Tight, strong writing – love it!
Concrete surely does stifle us – isolated in a sea of lonely people.
Anna
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Great piece…love “We’re drowned in concrete”
Drowned in concrete.. Individual is just too much noise. Really nice piece, very tight and well written.