The Vessels

Flesh and metal vessels
Protect
Inhabitants of the concrete jungle
Below.

The contour of her cheek
Flattened
Against glass.

She watches
They push, shove,
Painlessly
Past one another.

Oblivious
To each other,
To the patches of earth and life
That seep between the cracks of concrete
Beneath them.
To the eyes
Watching steadily from above.

A breath
Affects the transparency of the window
For a moment
And then dissipates
…slowly.