going home
should not be
too much to ask

star clusters get to work
far away
waiting for the train
i begin to stir

one thing that stays
is the news
a shadow moving across the wall slowly
following you like eyes in a trick painting

draw the blinds closed
let the chalk dust pathos
pass by, you in motion
against it

wait for the light’s
shift change

my kingdom for a soft foot
for an anchor to the breeze

desperate for their public
weary advertisements
begin using negative space