Morning Apartment

Brillo pad clouds
Many man made fingers
exhaling matching breaths
Greeting the morning sky

Inside a heated box
Streets on view to see
Through empty trees
That once concealed

A never-ending mural
Keeping its quiet distance
Changing its airy colors
Drawing our attention back

Only to touch our eyes
Safe from prying eyes
Moving without a thought
All from afar.

© NAT CONNACHER