millions pass
with eyes squirming inside
their heads
once in a while someone walks
eyes closed
drifting away from spaces
these marauding vehicles come from
drawing patterns on sounds
and fading into them
and if you stood on the
corner i did
you would know..
"its poetry "
It happens very rarely to me but it is very important for survival .. to once in a while find poetry out on the street. Am glad you could find poetry in the motion filled street. Go find 'the corner' more often.
ReplyDeletedrawing patterns on sounds
and fading into them
is great!!