Friday, October 15, 2010

On a Dare From Doubt

On a dare from Doubt
Machiavellian imp that is he

Middle-aged man two steps from me
Documents in one arm unopened beer can in another
An unremarkable specimen

Train pulls to a stop
I follow him up the escalator
On a dare from Doubt

Heart pounding in my chest
Bus-stop. It all clicked.
Man-beer-bus. It clicked so well.

With Doubt sitting on my head
It just resonates so well.
-By Johnson Soon

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