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Moving in and out of

Shadows, waiting for lights

To switch, avoiding

Trajectories -

People who go off over my shoulder

Like missed bullets.

Sometimes we lock eyes

And it feels like something


Passes. Change

The song.

Once on my way to work

A monarch

Started up from some purple

Flowers hanging over the sidewalk -

Brilliant orange against the blue.

It’s razor thin

Wings with the strength

To stop one of us freight train

Pedestrians in its tracks

A moment

In awe - another instant


If you brushed it with

A finger it would