conversation on the corner
of dogma and 4th
.
see, i told you:
you can only get lost
when you’re following
someone else’s map
why don’t you ever listen
and
i heard she took everything,
even the cat
the rest gets drowned out
by a splashing bus and
the slap in the face
of exhausted exhaust
.
when the light turns red
and the crowd surges forward
my tall boots refuse to carry on
and i stand there
anchored
by two tiny pieces of
strange stranger’s conversation
smiling because
i know exactly
what she meant
and a mewling kitten
is winding
infinity
around my warm and silent
ankles
.
.
..
.