Didactic Time
I lose track of time and
I lose track of myself. In
the crowded streets I
constantly check my watch
to ground myself in reality.
I jostle my way through the
crowd and find my watch
missing. I panic and hail
a cab. I leave it all behind
in didactic Times Square.
Copyright © Jason Cairns | Year Posted 2007
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