Thursday, March 7, 2013

Solo Por un Dolar

Urban clothes flashing
urban kicks,
pitching the pitch
with comfort and ease
like a natural salesman
who works for that dollar
if anyone is willing to listen.

Bilingual duality of your product
scheme as you sell
your candy and granola
with calm, but are you really
so tame?

What rages inside of you?
What lion's roar
pronounces your struggle
and deflates all your expectations
from this 7 train car?

You stand there waiting,
patiently to pounce at the opportunity
we deny you,
for we are assholes who decided
to look away as you stroll
down to the next car,
hoping for something different,
a smile and a gesture.

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