Monday, January 30, 2012

the others sleeping

…while I board the train
shake my shoulders
to the rhythm
so the people look
so the others sleep

So the others sleep
while I am thinking
I  stomp in a nice bit my shoes against
my shoes against
my shoes against
so the people talk
If I am not here,
If they were not here

Is early morning Saturday
rhythm
rhythm
rhythm,


 I am just heading back
they are heading back
all of us
all of them
to reciprocate.
by The Shortfellow
08/01/12
New York City
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