People-Watching
When I people-watch, I wonder
Who they are and where they live
Through the hints that they unconsciously,
Or with their knowledge, give.
Have they moved here after college
Or come searching for a job?
In their rentals or their sublets,
Who’s a neatnik? Who’s a slob?
Are they happy in the city?
Do they miss where they were raised?
Do the crowds and noises freak them out
Or are they quite unfazed?
Where they headed on this Sunday?
Is there someplace they must be?
Or perhaps they’re out to just relax
And people-watch, like me.
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