With my eyes open
I am looking upon a living city of
... the bare purple nipples of women
feeding hungry babies,
playing in the cold air.
... men in their official meetings
pretending to take a casual break,
keeping their trained ears open,
to any business opportunity.
...women walking off their mochas
in their clashing skirts and sneakers,
never missing a window shop sale
or another chance for coffee.
... a quarreling couple
oblivious to everything else,
about to find the end to their unhappiness,
in a humiliating public fight.
...the noisy din of carsthat are speeding past us all.