meh......

Straight ahead I see
Another building facing me.
And out on the left
A woman bereft.

The water lady
Screams her call.
No longer shady
Trees have succumbed to fall.

Trolley buses come
With their familiar hum.
They stall and wait
To pick up their freight.

The woman I cannot see
Collects everyone's fee.
Later I will stand
Holding the bar with my hand.

bike ride

let's go

you're all invited