Tuesday September 1, year 2015

Me passing over the bridge,
Stopping for a moment to watch black birds
That occupied the art object
In the middle of Fort Point Channel:
A pyramid from pretend Boston cobblestone
Floating freely on the water,
Usually vacant.
***
At South subway station delays
Announced due to police action
At Central Square. Half an hour later
No signs of disturbance at Central.
***
A hundred feet from the station
A handful of people interrupted on their way,
Driven together by small calamity
Yet unattended by authorities or rescue team:
Young woman unconscious, face as white mask
on white. Her head on a black guy's knees.
A large woman giving details of location of the accident on her cellphone.
***
Few minutes later I am walking back
The same route. The crowd dissolved.
Two black guys trying to keep
White woman upright.
Black guy urging her:
- Dance with me, don't sleep.

Her boyfriend? Her neighbor?
A passerby who knows how to keep OD person
engaged, no let her slip away
While waiting for the ambulance.
***
I am going back to the station
With my beautiful daughter
Who spends her workdays
At psychiatric ward.
- She can be my charge tomorrow morning, -
She notes as we hear
And see Emergency car taking a turn
From Mass Ave to enter the maze of one-way streets
On the way to dancing trio...

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