jasper's rocker in jasper's window

i often think of the world without us
the book of the name emptying out
and growing lush
but who would feed the cats
living in the vacant towers
who couldn't get down to the streets
where life returns and
remember that movie
the one where the apartment gets all overgrown
with flora and fauna dispossessed beautifully
from the megacity
everything inside
and there is no room
only for a few of us and the rest
grow smaller as each story climbs