Friday, December 7, 2007

Looking Down, Looking Up

Sometimes it’s like stepping in gum

Right outside the 24 hour donut shop

Run by the Thai man who reminds you

Of what could be God

Or is.

And you run inside and ask him

For a plastic knife to help scrape it off

But all he’s got

Is incense and apple fritters.

Everywhere around you buses start their engines

Warming up for a brand new day

While you try to scrape your gumshoe

On the clueless concrete

Asking yourself how you grew up so fast

How you got here

Without a car to drive in

And what will happen

When the buses don’t run.

And you look to the sleepless

Thai man for answers

But he responds with more questions:

“Coffee?  Donut?

What kine you like?”



By Owen

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