beep beep
in the small towns
the little cities
of the world
you sit at some café
or on some bench
and you rest your tired bones
and observe the people
who are always interesting
in their conversations
and the way they go about their lives
then a driver honks his horn
and everybody turns
looks at the place
from where the sound came
and you all can’t help but wonder
what just happened
what warranted the honk
who was in the wrong
who was it that fucked up
because as a species
through nature and nurture
we are intensely interested
in one another’s business
Friday, December 18, 2009
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