WE TAKE OURS
THERE WAS MORE MEANING
LEFT FOR THE PEOPLE SPREAD OVER ON THE
CROSSWALK GOING OVER GRAND.
NEITHER LIFTING
THEIR SHOES OR SHADOWS
TO SEE AN AMBULANCE
& FIRE TRUCK IN FRONT
OF THE BANK ACROSS THE WAY.
JUST STROLLING-
BACK TO THEIR SEATS,
AFTERNOON BOUTIQUE
FISH AT THE FRY SHOP
OR A SMOKE IN THE PARKING GARAGE.
THE DRAMAS OF HUMANS,
THE OTHERS JUST ROLLING BY.
DRIFTING INTO THEIRS
AS WE TAKE OURS.
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