as i looked over i saw the strength in his eyes as he flicked
the end of his cigarette into the street - like he had finished
a long awaited quest: conquered the very earth - then he
saw my eyes through the tint of my car windshield and for
a moment he paused and looked down - he kept walking
and i kept driving - there was not much to do for the litter
it was some one's responsibility - no doubt - yet it peculates
every end - thru my mind and my able body and my soul
