the tree that looked like it was blossoming a few days ago looks like it has wilted today. it was a darker gray under the gray sky. it was stripped of all its sweet-smelling petals, the petals littering the pavement i walked on. the petals were now a pungent brown, the other cheek turned because of the many people that trampled them. i think spring was snatched away from us, and the temperature is rising to kill the fever that is humans.