A street named Jerusalem

A young man walks between two and three

Along the Red line, 

wandering conceivably to inquire about this place

or perhaps in wonder about the time

Precarious yet caution with fingers in-twined 

He speaks to an uncunning old woman with a homelessness sign

“A street named Jerusalem,” he asks

to the woman by the track

but it seems she doesn’t want to know or care about anything like that

A.A. Hudgins

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