Hello Stranger

I am a stranger

In my city

 

My birth certificate

Is null and void

 

Stricken from

The record

 

I walk the streets

Of my city and eyes

Set firmly in dimly

Lit faces cast shadowless

Shadows that ask, what

Are you doing here?

 

(or, can I help you with something?)

 

I am the sock

That got lost

In the dryer

 

Where do all

Those socks go?

 

I look at my city

And the city looks back

At me with the eyes of

A stranger

 

And from some café

That old song comes

Over the speakers:

 

Hello stranger
It seems so good

to see you back again
how long has it been?

 

And I walk by

The café window

And look

 

The glass doesn’t hold

My reflection, my face,

My story

 

The glass is half empty,

Holding only eyes that

Don’t see me

 

And the song

Fades into

My ears as I

Pass by

 

It seems like

A mighty long time,

Shoo-Bop Shoo-Bop
My Baby
ooh

 

Hello

stranger

 

© 2015 Tony Robles

 

 

 

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