SUBWAY CITY

by on January 13, 2019 :: 0 comments

It was a social painting
society moving
a tradition of going
and places achieved
the divide of space
sacrificed for destination
remarkable for determination
embroidered hearts
safe from strangers
each a star
without a shine
a name hidden within
rivers of shoulders
a universe of faces
each with a history
like waves under a
ship.

editors note:

Running the race to save face, but never recognition. Objects in motion… – mh clay

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