stop the steal
well this is my stop
a bus stop
should have
some humanity
in its design
somebody fixed
an umbrella
to the top
of the pole
she showed us
as we walked by
the corner of
10th and Morris
whole neighborhood's
damn changed
but my favorite poets
stay where they are
a block of houses
a corner where old men sit
a house is always for people
like a harmony hung
for my passing ear
Tuesday, January 7, 2025
human poem
