The Big Pedestrian

Along the loud and crowded walk
looking up a concrete hill
at sunny rush hour you can see
from where you stand aside to watch
thirty thousand thinking heads
bobbing on Fifth Avenue.

On each head there is a face,
and on each face there is a look.
Part of each look involves a concern,
fretful or not, happy or sad,
at being part of a face on a head
bobbing on Fifth Avenue.

At this hour you can lend
your face with all its give and take
to a self-perceiving heaving morph,
of collected unconnected wills
that form an expression of the mind
bobbing on Fifth Avenue.

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Douglas Logan