STARE OUT LOUD

We are most basically
Our favourite cups of tea,
All the smoke, winding
Deeper in a hollow dream.

We are all the lies
That we're told everyday
And every candid truth
That we dare to speak


We are not our smiles
Those that we fake,
Day by day.
But our truths reside
In honest laughters
Those that conceal dismay

We are not the strangers
That stare out loud
On calloused streets,
We are but acquaintances
Of a very proud,
One time thing.

We are the push
Behind the cars
That our fellow earthlings
Forget to fuel

We are the shelter
Of a dingy tea shop
On a sudden, sullen
Crowdy weekday
When the cramped spaces
Of extensive parking lots
Throw us on the edges
Of roads for retreat

Frankly, we're just a change
The one that we'd like to see
But one that we cannot be
For we are simply, what we need

-K.G.