a fishbowl longing

standing behind the glass wall,
observing constriction workers:
walking through the building sky-rise scaffolding,
shouting,
smoking.

raining the welding spatters
raining-smoking.

riding the elevator:
up or down.

it is raining outside–
grey water and glowing spatters.

hissing,
falling,
hissing.

smoking.

the smoke is mixing with the cars honking
and the after-hours drunken bonding.

(honky tonkin’)

a Mid-Town West,
honky tonkin’.

but I’m still standing behind the glass wall–
in a fishbowl longing.

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