Flores

Blind lady indian style at the 24th street train stop
singing because God gave her the talent and cuz
that’s all the world will let her do, singing
you got
            you got someone waiting for you
as she rocked back and forth and if I really need to say it
there was no music but as I climb the steps I was stepping
to her rocking and step by step she penetrated me—yes—
I’ve got someone waiting for me.
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