Difference

I want to walk outside with you
Sweaty, negotiating traffic
cars cutting us off
fussing about your language
Fuming in a metal caravan
to the store

Calling each other stubborn asses
contemplating the price of milk, eggs
Indifferent to the stares of folks
whose lives cannot allow
differences

I want to walk outside with you
In a park ahhing over puppies, babies
Sitting on the grass
Throwing bread to birds and ducks
Coin of the realm to homeless souls

I want to walk outside with you
Dancing to the rock, salsa, rap,
From open and bass vibrating cars
Holding your hand
Paler than the moon’s smile

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