Friday, September 9, 2011

Day 339: Nights like these.

Nights like these are meant for walking.
Hands in coat pockets, sneakers on.
Starry skies, big fat moon.
Just walking.
Catching snippets of chit chat.
Recognizing the language.
Not recognizing the language.
Just walking.
Traffic lights changing, red glow green glow.
Red stop, green go.
People watching.
Music playing.
Crowded sidewalk.
Dug up street.
Orange cones.
People on cell phones, cigarettes dangling from their lips.
Got a light?
No, sorry man.
I’m just walking.
Nights like these are meant for walking.


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