Sony I-Pod blaring
to the beat of Stone
Temple Pilots “Plush”
me strolling without a
care in the world
concrete under my feet
slapping to the rhythm
of heartbeats embracing
life
streaks of eternity in front
of me, sunshine on my face
color-coded dreams in my mind
all of my regrets are boxed neatly
and put away for another day
dead man in my path disrupting
“Even Flow” by Pearl Jam
as I walk on by
I look precariously at him lyingthere motionless on the cold
hard unforgiving concrete
while my music plays on with the lyrics
“freezing. rests his head in a pillow made of concrete, again.
Oh, feeling maybe he'll see a little better set a days. ooh yeah.”
I step over him
late for my appointment with living
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