On the pavement

The teddy grahams are staring at me.

Their eyes

Empty

Crushed between the pavement

So frivolously scattered

Like ghosts,

Hopeless carbs

Not digested

Or loved

Taken body

And soul.

Crumbs,

Laid before the sun

Becoming sand-

Like the playground…

Used and abused

Pieces of time.

Time…

You can see it

Flickering

Lost particles

Reaching…

Into your shoes