Wealth jacket
A fine look
Even without context
Or a hook
Standing out in a crowd
Subway bound
In a roundabout
I saw the girl across the platform
In his uniform
Morning looks
Can be beautiful
Wealth jacket
A fine look
Even without context
Or a hook
Standing out in a crowd
Subway bound
In a roundabout
I saw the girl across the platform
In his uniform
Morning looks
Can be beautiful
An even beg
On an odd day
Walk fast
Try to stay away
Politely move
Directive stray
Or hold empathy
And give away
Time back in the old neighborhood
Where it feels right
So good
Parking late night journeys
Leading to a morning early
Seeing the skyline
With a dusty cloud sitting
Just above the tall buildings proud
Good to be back in the city
Advice Index
Running down
The lists
Of avenues
Of context
Taken away or added
Looking for hope
Never felt so
Dramatic
Approval points
Heard from the televisions
Buzzing in the background
Requires
A lot of attention
Held up by politicians hopes
Of ascension
Not just one dimension
So a frantic dramatic approval
Is given
When all we need
Is for others to ask
To be forgiven
If we can’t work together
Then there is no path forward
Nothing for us to look
Forward to
Seeing each other through
In a day
When all the words seem
To melt away
Into the deep grey unknown
Looking for the world
Seeking a home
With each other
One as one
Each our sister
Each our brother
Breaks of thunder
A mile south
Of downtown
Around a bend
In a field
That is where the sounds
Are hurled
On a Monday night
Confusing musings
Of the art
Of distraction
Artificial attraction
The powerful few
Direct their efforts
To distract
The main crew
Abstractions of actions
And intent
No actions made
No messages sent
So how to tell the truth
Of the few
When lying is a standard
Act of the new forces
What I knew
I had to relearn
Over And over
Again
Blasted temptation
A wide as a mile
As potent
Fragile
Hope looks up
Desperation down
Looking for the good
Sometimes
Even gets me down