Wednesday, August 15, 2012


2012 poems: On Monday

On Monday

Coming out of the station
I set my eyes forward
Pick up my step
And emerge into light.

I have my mission:
Sit down at a table,
Set out an idea,
Lay waste to a wrong.

I walk with... a look.

Not all moments are equal
Not all steps are light
But this day, this moment,
I don't walk alone.

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