The concrete retaining wall, lining the freeway
keeps everything in its place . . .
cars, people, bikers, dogs, rabbits.
But it is also a playground for vines of all sorts,
scribbling out messages for those who have eyes to see.
Their motto is:
as long as your roots stay firm, and you get a bit
of water, you can grow however you want. With
one exception: stay clear of the maintenance sickle.
As a vine . . .
You have a certain freedom of speech to
spell out messages for all to see.
Though the traffic rushes past, you can
stay anchored and enjoy life –
such as it is . . .
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