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A Walk With No Destination

In by Chris on March 30, 2010 at 11:43 pm

Over and under the street signs
Onto the sidewalk
Watch out for the gutters
Don’t get swept away
It’s the return of the walkers
Treading across the city
Who knows where they might look?
Chaotic aortic bodies
Dancing where regulations would have them hands-up
It’s a crisp morning
One with a sense of time
Open signs flipped against the light
Invisible walls grown from sidewalk cracks
And yet they come
Where they go
Reaching their paths into alleys and crosswalks
Searching for themselves
In a land filled with tracks
Finding is foreign
Where they step
Sprightly, haphazardly
Ever winding upwards


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