The Rush Hour by mindgallery
Both ravished and radiant yet obviously devoured
by life’s many
hours
she carried her memories without photographs
of the sepia tinged touchstones
and walked
past the man shouting Jesus saves and past
the pastel toned bath towels on display
at Bed Bath and
Beyond
past a two for one weekend special and past
the faceless stream, until she
disappeared
slowly into the rush
hour
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Quintessential mindgallery from the days when the Brooklyn Missed Connections was an interesting and diverse forum. Just a little something to think about the next time you’re easing yourself into the rush hour flow.
