Wanted to share a writer who learned to make daily writing a not work, but a joy.
getting close to 10pm
all these people, having
seen the same concert,
hoarding toward the same
door like packs of animals
three hours ago they were
a rude, cumbersome bunch
pushing and shoving to
get inside that same entrance
now, I suppose past their
bedtimes, they can’t wait
to get back out there
onto the sidewalks, into
the city and the night
do they have some place
to go or did someone
tell them to be home
no later than 11pm
either way, I’m pushing
right along with them
to get out there onto
the same sidewalk and
into the same night
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