Long whispers. Unachieved destinations.
Serenity consumed. Overwhelming choices
folded into one decision. Street people
dancing. Resentful workers sidestepping
random faces. Phones ring. Buses hiss
to stops. The aroma of hot dogs and
lunch. Silent faces. Worried thoughts.
Fast steps. Escalators jammed. Subways
overloaded. There is unity in motion.
The desire to leave. The hope to arrive.
Roger Singer 