Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Moving Day

Moving quickly
Nothing to his name
But the books in his shopping bag
The clothes in those 4 boxes
4 big boxes
Next to the door

How he arrived
At this point
Is a mystery
To me

I hope
For his sake
And my conscience
He gets off of the train
Up the escalator
To his place
His new place
Without his boxes breaking

Please God
Don't let his boxes break

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