in the midst of the steel and mortar of downtown Cleveland​
is a small park-like section, an old cemetery actually​
sitting right in the middle of it all​
I can see a large group of trees,​
the leaves changing into their fall colors​
poking up above some of the smaller buildings​
and parking garages​
I look at this park-like cemetery​
in a sort of bewildered astonishment—​
I have never noticed it before​
I have been looking out the same window​
in the same direction for 15 years,​
even knew of this cemetery as a Cleveland landmark​
and it has never once registered in my cloudy brain​
but it sits there quietly nestled in the midst​
of the steel and mortar of downtown Cleveland​
giving me something ​
besides disappointment, for once​
to look at
Image credit:Pexel

Ken Tomaro is a writer living in Cleveland, Ohio. His work centers around everyday life with depression. Sometimes blunt, often dark but always grounded in reality.

He has 4 full-length collections of poetry: Home Is Where the Headstones Are, An Angry Year, Paralysis & Potholes and Perogies (through Alien Buddha Press) available on Amazon.