Crowd

Crowd

 

 

Seeing eye-
-dog yanked
as a blind woman reflects

Coffee and bags dot
A moving leg thatch
metal smear and light splatter
in the shattered pane
of an intersection.

Glass frames surreal
make-up paint and drawing
to focus,
bright Renior eyes.

They’re so uniquely ugly
and beautiful.

People with unknown purpose
Walking out of question’s reach.

Men brave of desperation
talk to everyone.

Everyone’s around me,
but never next to me.

You’re never so alone
as you are in a crowd.