Corner Watching
I saw you again today
There you are now
It must be after five
For you are passing through my streets
In your nice big ride
And chromed out wheels
I see you
You pretend not to notice me
There you are
Looking for trouble
Your blue and white Crown Victoria
Dark shades separate you from me
I see you
You, one of the few, looking for me
Day after day
Week by week
I sit
I watch
But no one sees me
Copyright © Monica Phillips | Year Posted 2005
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