Personal Space and Time!
Threading Through city streets People Pass One another. Avoiding closer contact. Yet Aching for touch, They step sideways Gripping Bags Under armpits Crimped close To sides, Or they stand Just Outside the maw Of tall buildings Burdened with mirrors To the 28th floor Or more Reflecting a landscape they are too busy to see, Sucking the soul Of the city Burning Through cigarettes Greedy For air For time For freedom For to be More...... More than me ©ilana Leeds June 2008 Sign in to see full entry.