A hand flashes before me
As I step off the concrete
Into the tarry abyss of asphalt
Laying heavy under my feet

Painted white lines blur
Intertwined with bodies
Avoiding the influx of traffic
Haphazardly pushing by

Warning sounds provoke
Like a morning alarm clock
Playing a deafening melody
Out of sync, out of rhythm
The heartbeat of the city

And suddenly I am lost
Diverted to the left
That doesn’t seem right
Gridlocked
Pushing and pulling against
The flow of indifference

Originally posted September 2014
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