STREET SCULPTURE:
So tired,
Where are you?
Running late,
Taking calls again,
It’s raining,
It’s a state of mind,
Park the car,
And walk for freedom,
So quiet,
Specifically nowhere,
Not lost,
Just not looking for direction,
Assorted parts are scattered,
In the back of a flatbed afternoon,
Kissing on the top deck of a steamed up bus
(K)
I am sure you can read my mind