The dismissal bell sounds
and I join the rush of people
crowding at the clock,
buzzing themselves away.
The elevator
is filled with faces
known, unknown,
and distant chatter
of this and that's
I wouldn't know.
--After a hard day's work
the walk is quiet
through streetlamps
and pavement
and lovers reunited--
Maneuvering
through rival passengers
I jump into the first ride,
and after
the clink of coins
and the rustling of bills,
I look out the window,
and watch the rest of the day
pass
me by.
and I join the rush of people
crowding at the clock,
buzzing themselves away.
The elevator
is filled with faces
known, unknown,
and distant chatter
of this and that's
I wouldn't know.
--After a hard day's work
the walk is quiet
through streetlamps
and pavement
and lovers reunited--
Maneuvering
through rival passengers
I jump into the first ride,
and after
the clink of coins
and the rustling of bills,
I look out the window,
and watch the rest of the day
pass
me by.
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