Imitation of Scott Cairn's "Yellow"
She walks as window
shopper up and down
the well-paved sidewalk
worn by well-paid
shoes. Bright eyes
sparkling behind the painted faces that
pass her by creased by
worry, wrinkled with joy
no uniform reaction.
Unique souls in
conforming bodies.
She walks on brushing
shoulder with
well-worked shoulder muscle flexed
strained by shopping
bag’s heavy weight – a golden calf.
She walks, simply
walks, enjoying the act
of being alive.
Observing, looking,
breathing in and
looking high above this life,
this place of
corruptible joys and goals and
battles. Lazy beams
of sun and gentle breeze
contrast with the
frantic hurried pace of
shoppers. She smiles.
It is going to be
okay. And on she
walks between furrowed brows.
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