Faces Of Downtown
Author: Pondering Red
The daily walk
through mostly quiet streets,
a few people walking their groomed dogs,,
and every day, I pass
walking briskly, pulling
Closer to downtown
the traffic lights are longer,
cyclists speed faster,
faces blow cigarette smoke outside
linear office buildings.
The usual sunbeaten faces of the
Mcdonalds early morning shift gang of guys
talking ever so loud,
competing with the brightness of the sun
and the traffic and drilling.
I pass by the deserted corner of
posters of faces plastered on the wooden fence,
large artistic faces,
eyes that are novels,
some would say sad.
I happily click some close ups.
People just swish on by,
going going gone...
I keep my pace.
Does anyone see my face ??
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