knots&knends

First day of internship

Ornate in polka dots
with crimson trim
the gentle new face
obstructs the door to a quick smoke  

until the edict of lunch
rings in cheers
and the office waltzes down
leaving my feet timid against wisened wood

and my silhouette framed by
green glass panes
each spilling lime light
for my slow descent to missing spectators.

The sun is a blazing bitch!

I squint at tarmac 
refusing an audience to the stamp museum
my shoulders humor a hunch
to perform with my dis-heart

then I sit with the chicken
nose in air
bravely modeling dignity
to chattering crowds

who flank my wait at the junction 
as I return 
to send love to 198 strangers
while hoping be noticed someday.