Chasing Words

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I am chasing words

down gutterless streets,

trying to catch thoughts

or a phrase ablaze in the night,

or even just a leaf

catching the lights just right,

but I only find profanities

uttered out of anger or fear or tear

whispering down between the hiss

of flattening tires

and the rip rap beat on cobblestones

of feet and meter and liter,

the volume of pure water

flowing by

as I sit on the curb

with my little k-9 friend

hoping to see

a place to pee.

 

1/21/2020

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