like Paris morning rush
didn’t have to hold on
couldn’t move my arms
all could breathe, just not at the same time
canned fish tipped on the side,
stood well, our feet were down and touching
saw Bruce Willis wearing a baseball cap
not tall, but does a good subtle self-satisfied smirk
filing up the stairs with every step in unison
a retreating Sci Fi army,
was lost, and stayed that way
until the crowd and i popped out of the metro
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
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