anonymous greetings from strangers (poem)

You see a faded throw on the tracks

You hear the powdery snow crumble after each step

You feel your heart beat against the withered north face jacket from last christmas 

You hear the hum of the electrical lines above you 

You feel the motion 

standing on your tippy toes then bending down

Spraying a mark across the wooden fence, paint seeps into the cracks, as dusk subsides

You taste the mist of cherry red and jungle green in the air

You smell the rust eating away at the steel and alloy tracks

You see someone fifteen years ago 

Going against the grain in a quiet town within an unforgiving world where creativity is punished

and your existence seems to mean nothing

Voices are quite and reach is limited

You find refuge and get hit with nostalgia

for a memory that you never experienced

but held you close and left an imprint on you forever

Time passes and you become the person who left a part of themselves

somewhere in that monotonous town 

A young outlier of the suburban scrawl, feels what you left behind 

And the cycle continues

As your wrinkles deepen 

your bones grow fragile

And your hair fades gray

People disappear, places change, special moments become fond old memories

And when it's all over and you've been withered away by the bugs and the birds

Your body is gone but your name carries on

forever