Wednesday, December 23, 2009

Attention, Please

I passed a man on the street,
One icy morning;
To be accurate he passed me,
Perfectly dressed
In glossy black shoes without a
Speck of dust.
Even his briefcase gleamed new
And also his vinyl laptop case
Strapped on him like a yuppie's

But man was old, with light gray curls; how odd
On this cold Day: no hat
To top crisp raincoat gloves and scarf.
He turned the corner and I saw it
On a closet shelf, thrown back
Because it had a spot on it.


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