zip boots over winter tights. ignition on. lights.
window frosted, steamed inside. heater on, eyes dried.
heads down, collars up. sipping on a travel cup
traffic flows, traffic slows. clouds move as wind blows
chastised kid lags behind. his face on her mind
newspaper tucked under arm. monotonous resigned calm
shops open, queues file. small talk, fake smile
money changes hands. people making plans
clock in, clock out. choose lunch, check out
2pm stands still. gazing at the windowsill
people watching, people wonder. until rush hour pulls you under
downstream to home. yearning to be alone
empty footfalls, empty street. close door, wipe feet
deep breath dry cheeks. hours to days, days to weeks
futile world spins. another day begins
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