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by_symptomfinger @ Deviant Art
Waiting for the Light
Her swollen legs swung wide
To support her considerable girth,
She sits on an overturned plastic crate,
Holding a cardboard sign which reads,
Please help,
Don’t drink. No drugs,
Two daughters,
Lost my job and home.
Her Redwing shoes implanted
In the concrete median,
She has sprung up overnight,
With her crate and sign
And steaming mug of coffee,
Reporting punctually to work
At 8 A.M.,
Her steady gaze fixed
On the oncoming cars
With an air of expectation
Mixed with revery.
Her story escapes us.
She is a raw statistic
In the Sunday paper we discarded.
She is a traffic accident that
We approach with averted eyes,
Checking the car windows
To make sure they’re locked,
Staring hard at the light.
One potato, two potato, three potato, four
It changes and we’re free.
Poems accepted for publication in Poetica, The Barefoot Review, Pulse Literary Review, South Townville Micropoetry Journal (Australia), Cyclamen and Swords, Everyday Poets.
by Art Heifetz
