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By darwin Date: 2006 Jul 05 Comment on this Work [[2006.07.05.14.58.30028]] |
| i am the city in motion. the constant frenetic activity. i am the lights as they go blinding eye splitting sorely past. i am the concrete black with the marks of forgotten objects spit of mouths. hopscotch laid out in sidewalk chalk- pink and blues- pastel as the sky in summer. watching the lovers as they cross their hands and hearts- hoping for the moment when they know it's something true. lips meeting and parting in admiration and fear. fear of what lies across that street, if they can cross without looking both ways. watching other people watching me. wondering if they stare at other breasts and butts and other parts always comparing. trying not to but we just do that anyway. i do that. i hope and stare wondering if someone thinks i'm beautiful. if someone looks my way and has to stop. he stops in my bed, right before he drifts to sleep and his eyes strain against exhaustion. it's that one last look i see the city slow and the chaos walk in his eyes when they look at me and smile the night away into morning. |