Thursday, August 23, 2012

the story

the story starts like this.
a man, in a hurry,
rushed by time, by work,
by the spinning
wheels of life falls
after feeling faint,
he tumbles down
a flight of steps leading
to the subway.
unconscious he lies there
for most of the day.
his pants are wet from
a puddle. his hat is beside
him, near his hand.
there is a cut on his chin.
by five o'clock.
the hat is full of money.
there is book beside
him. a set of rosary beads.
a bag of food. water.
someone has left him
a small dog, which
licks his face until
he awakens, he
travels home with the dog
under his arm. he is
less angry for the moment.
overcome by the kindess
of others.
tomorrow, things will get
back to normal. he will
forget everything that has
happened, not even
the dog barking will
remind him of that day.
that too
will make him angry.
the story ends like this.

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