a moment of rest by korafotomorgana
tompkins square park, nyc

nothing soothes the wild beast after a night of party like a nice kooling drink

I watch them, every day, passing by
the old and the young
in a hurry and with leisury stride
brooks brothers suits and bohemian clad
bald and coiffed up and au natural
some wear a smile, some are in awe
some head for work, some for a stroll
and some just stand there, without a clue
on the corner, with a stupid look
mouth hanging open, unable to decide
Should I cross now, or wait for the light?
and every day, as I watch them, I ponder
Is today the day they get ran over?..

some days
i stay alive
simply
for love of life
other days
just for necessity
but usually
for plain
curiosity

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