the passive interactions of a janitor and a wall-street suit-type.
Small talk, small talk of all talk is the most sincere talk,
“What you had for breakfast?”
“How’s the wife and kids?”
These are the questions that the true philosophers would be asking
if only they had learned the true beauty found in what it is to live.
the library-worker man chaining his bike to the post,
the girls stuck in traffic, leaving just an hour too late for the coast,
the students in a pack like a group of lions, talking politics and modern art.
the young European couple, first time in the city, walking down to the park.
because everybody decides to run into the tunnel at the same time,
getting stuck in it
like Winnie the Pooh in Rabbit’s door.
Life is in the getting lost in daily distractions.