Stanford, California

November 28, 2009

the City leans in
meanders in broad circles,
idly murmuring street-light.

I wonder.

were I to stand and take
an indifferent bow,
and breathe in deep as
I let myself crumple
to the halo below.

Would I feel it?
The staggering wind, the burning rush.
The wonder, the peace,
The impact.
Would I feel it?


the City hums around me now
the broken hum of defeated trees
and overtired students.

I focus on the paving stones,
the cracks between them.

I think I might feel it.

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