indifference to the best explanation

because you've started realising
the world does not belong

the city council, responsible
for paving and maintaining
has not made these trees or this reflective glass

what power shapes the avenues
and pauses you subsist along?
what colour is the will
running through each post,
in every blade of grass?

experience is not yours
(je suis tres experimente)
and probably it never was for anyone

starting with a scream of protest
and forgetfulness
until one day mundane power turned into a question,
and the question rolls
over & over

something you read or that somebody said
and something that has to be done