Shifting

Sitting heavily outside 
at the corner of Library and Market, 
the skin of my ass slightly stuck 
to the Italian wool fabric of my pants.
(shifting)
 – still stuck…underwear, 
then what’s the purpose?  
I’m reminded that the world I imagine 
is far bigger than the one I’m actually in…  
People smile at me
when I’m in this world
but they are saying to themselves,
“…mine’s bigger than his, he should get in…” 
There’s not enough room on earth, 
for everyone to get the world they imagine…
if they do,
all but one of us will be pushed off the edge.

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