Wednesday, October 24, 2007
Stop and Look
We rush around,
looking for peace.
The faster we go,
the greater the distance
between us and stillness.
Our MP4 earphones
take a break from our cellphone
and our cellphone
takes a break for an old friend
coming down the platform.
The train comes, but from the other direction.
We sit down to wait.
Our batteries die from overuse.
We notice the clouds
gently nudging one another.
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