I hope your city swallows you up
And that someone, much like you,
Is making his/her way through town,
Attempting to be/friendly.
Something he/she learned outside of
Flemish or French or German
Or language.
While on holiday maybe
In a youth hostel
Or while a year away
Sometime when he/she had to rely on strangers
Or a bad day and a nicety
is all it took
To set the day in a different
Direction.
And that he/she
Bumps
Into you.
Poetry
Your city
07.07.07 |
