November 24, 2009

in defense of jaywalking

i take you by
the hand before
crossing the
street, and find
it clammy

yes, the traffic
is fast and
the streets
a chaotic
living thing -

but perhaps
what moistens
your palms is
my daring;
my unthinking
reach for
you, so
accustomed to
solitude and
the transparency
of mere talk

as i glance back
at you
a smile finds
its way to my lips

hurry you,
the light is
about to change
and we have
much to see

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