2006.
falling bricks and rocks
ceded cinder blocks (drop off)
and the silhouette the chase
currents unfamiliar, cold they go forth
silver flash and rush of running motion
despite the presence of photographers
grateful as we were
it wouldn't matter
ever forward
ever backward
onward
carry on carry all and plod
slow as the weight of your memory
the older slower,
but all of us subject
to the same sad hunger paychecks
groceries (joy) lines waiting
see, search
top to bottom front to back
return addresses
catalogues
and the whole way to the city downhill
leaning into the physics
to steer out a line,
swerve
to clear a corner
if it weren't for traffic circulation
the dichotomy only
one or zero
on or off,
no interruption to coarse
cold concrete and wheels to spin
and thoughts to think
words to say
billboards
offices
intersections
glass
and the little girl with the shopping bag
maybe twelve trying to cross the street
out of turn of a sudden and we put our shoe down
on the brakes thinking
what is she doing here
but shes safe.
the light's changed.
and then the sun
coming up yellow
certain of herself and beautiful,
curious and glowing for fusion/fission
together/apart
and heat
between two of the greyest clouds
and the consequences
of changing lanes,
missing the exit,
improvisation,
the two lowest notes recorded
symphonies commonly count
between one empty hallway and the rocks
between one long road
out of town or short
deliveries
dandelions
and sitting still in cars
driven though idiotic
and given an answer for everything
rigor and dismay
anxiety and observation
neutrality and rage
waiting at the light while they go
going while they wait at the light
yet
is it the same one two three? or
some other sky, blue
green, red
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