Behold

behold!
there is no discernible difference between the street lamps and the stars.
behold!

in truth I have forgotten whether
the aging lights or the humming of the generators came first.
concrete, the great equalizer, covers the Earth
forcing each hill into the ground.
skyscrapers are proof that we exist.

is this our history?
cities built to decay and be cracked by tree roots?
one day, I pray, the moss will eat away at all the highways.