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I watched a rarity across the street, Walking like an endangered species On his way to school, alone. Don't his parents realize, As ours did, That single men live on his way, Looking out windows With coffee and cigarette; Married couples are household occupied, Labourers, professionals and unemployed Are behind closed, locked doors, Busily preparing for another day. Cars drive by, one slows behind him, To ensure her carrier pigeon fledges along. The lad in question pays no attention, Playing catch-up with his shadow.
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May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 9:48 AM UTC
An Endangered Species
I watched a rarity across the street, Walking like an endangered species On his way to school, alone. Don't his parents realize, As ours did, That single men live on his way, Looking out windows With coffee and cigarette; Married couples are household occupied, Labourers, professionals and unemployed Are behind closed, locked doors, Busily preparing for another day. Cars drive by, one slows behind him, To ensure her carrier pigeon fledges along. The lad in question pays no attention, Playing catch-up with his shadow.
francie-lynch
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May 6, 2017
May 6, 2017 at 9:48 AM UTC
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