Poetry

As I’m skating down the sidewalk
Listening to my own skateboard
As it click clacks the lines in the sidewalk
I’m rolling through the city, through the night air
I’m at peace, feeling like I’m right where I should be
The city is my playground and I feel like it’s watching me
At night it seems to come alive or is at peace at least
It provides with a rest while I sit on its curbs
Shelter with overhangs of buildings pointing towards the sky 
As I skate I know the city watches me