Stranger
don't look
away, there
exists a pair
of eyes for
you here!

even if for
a passing breeze
a drop of a leaf
isn't that
something more
than cars smog
and random
chatter that
means shit to
you

like this look these faces
perhaps you're
too encumbered
by the weight
of yr own
steps and posture
to be bothered,
w/such trifles
life is one big
trifle to me.

I've got in it
got out too
thinking of
gramps there
don't look back --
bad luck they say,
family superstition.

lower eyes like
casket
throw a rose onto
lashes
mood = indigo

song --
Jacks, squares
aligned
cards for colleagues
not really colleagues.
where to go from here
until September?