He’s logged 9,000 miles along the corridors
of the downtown mall, another afternoon
stolen from sunshine. But the heart
keeps him going, blood-
pressure ricocheting along the arteries,
express of breath from lungs.
He matches pace with shoppers, easier
to march in company, and safe. And
yet, the day is lost
to sunshine, and dinner will be
a health-smart stir-fry, tofu pale
as thighs that walk the mall
every day and even in the rain.
Tomorrow at ten, morning will slip
inside the multiple glass doors,
having parked
its sun outside.
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