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.