Mall
MALL
It takes all kinds
All kinds and shapes
(Let’s single one out)
I wonder what he does? Eats”
Where he lives?
What he THINKS?
Some kind deliverance denies access
Along the scale-line of good and evil positive
and negative is there music?
What color is red?
What are his personal private dimensions?
I sit on a bench fascinated;
They all pass by – sale-duped
And if you watch long enough you forget self -
The faces!
Bodies!
Heights!
The strides! -
You brush guilt aside
Laugh like hell inside
Copyright © Daver Austin | Year Posted 2010
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