that ******* recorded voice when I cross the street
‘Walk sign is on to cross fifth, walk sign is on to cross fifth’
she has to remind me I might forget where I am at any particular time

that the human mind is fragile and the human heart is overworked

I like living in the city so I can see all the different life
and no one knows how much I care about them
as long as I am in the crowd
I will never be done exploring my own mind

close enough I can see the view
far enough away that I can’t be touched