Friday, October 29, 2010

Passing By









Passing by

I hear your heartbeat,
see the fire in your soul.
It ignites the air around
your wilted body
while agony screams from still lips
and your feet jerk
every now and then
as though you're running.
But mostly you are motionless,
except to rattle a tin cup
along Fifth Avenue
in the middle of the day.

Copyright 2010 JO Janoski

2 comments:

  1. "I hear your heartbeat,
    see the fire in your soul."

    I love how you lead us in with what sounds like a love poem at first, then hit us with reality...

    I really like this.

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