to the world's woes elude me
from down here spinning around
trying to make sense
while making cents into a dollar
or writhing lonely
while a billion stars
glow in the sky
and the pizzeria
right next door
I find the neon distracting
the clown delivery cars
delivering to the hungry
while I starve
right under the glow
ironic
until I noticed the old woman
at the washeteria,
watching
the washer spin to a stop
slowly with her walker
stoop down in pain,
unload her knitting of booties ,
with a faint beauty
a smile on her wrinkled
eyes and lips
Feb 26, 2016
Feb 26, 2016 at 3:24 PM UTC
to the world's woes elude me
from down here spinning around
trying to make sense
while making cents into a dollar
or writhing lonely
while a billion stars
glow in the sky
and the pizzeria
right next door
I find the neon distracting
the clown delivery cars
delivering to the hungry
while I starve
right under the glow
ironic
until I noticed the old woman
at the washeteria,
watching
the washer spin to a stop
slowly with her walker
stoop down in pain,
unload her knitting of booties ,
with a faint beauty
a smile on her wrinkled
eyes and lips
