Megaphone Blues
Walk by walk by bodies
Like zombies in skintones
Suits + skirts, sneakers and slacks
Or too much hair gel,
With the winds so quiet between us;
Your eyes like the ocean's unknown fury,
A snapshot, a glance screams hell's typhoon!
Like a child I walk by
Staring at my shoes.
--Arley Sorg
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