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