As a city gal, I’m constantly
Aware
of what surrounds me,
From
everything familiar
To
a sight that might astound me.
Yet
always I am on alert,
Attuned
to what I feel,
For
danger may be lurking
In
my mind or else for real.
It
isn’t paranoia,
Just
the way that things can be,
So
I trust in my antenna
When
a message comes to me.
Which
is why I made a U-turn
Early
morning, on my walk –
A
suspicious guy, an empty path,
Appropriate
to balk.
Most
likely, he was harmless,
But
without a second glance,
I
just followed my antenna
In
this urban-safety dance.
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