Folding Chair

I watched a woman.
She walked down the street carrying a folded folding chair.
She wore a black sack of a dress.
She carried her chair,
and a plastic sack,
and a conversation.
She conversed with herself as she walked in her
black sack dress,
and white canvas shoes.
Her legs were swollen
and folded over her white canvas shoes.
She stopped on the street and leaned on the
folded folding chair to pick at a sore on her leg.
All the while she carried on the conversation.
When she walked away, she left the plastic sack
on the street, but kept her chair and conversation with her.


10/21/06