Mental Chewing Gum

I moved to

Simple City

–life is easy

for me here.

No one quaffing micro brew,

no, everyone drinks beer.

and people speak more plainly, too

in syllables of one

no need for point of reference

you’ll find there’s really none.

the lines you see are crooked, sure

but nothing in between

no silhouette of fallen

to cloud the thing you mean.

prompt: simplicity