SHIFTING TIDES

SHIFTING TIDES

 

 

Long thick lines.  The gathering

of waiting under city clouds.

Anxious shoes and a suddenness

of delirium stretches like sleep being

thrown off.  The mumbling mass

prepares to strike out on separate

paths while considering weighty

thoughts; they groan without being

heard.  The songs of buses and car

tires divert a moment of depression.

Caffeine fills the veins.  Brief cases

hold the world.  Purses strain weak

shoulders.  The walk sign appears.

A flood of colors force a high tide

at the next corner.

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