Tuesday, February 19, 2008

2 blocks from the West-Bound train

Walking hastily home I prayed.
It had been a while so I stayed clear of cracks & kept my chin towards the bulding tops.
Frown lines beat my yellow teeth so my jaw lowered and the wind grew great.
I saw God in a young girls eyes.
They sparkled like my Mothers rings
they grabbed at my coat
they starved for my smile.
Full heartedly & half awake
I gave them what they wanted.

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