the air was full

The air was full
Even though the sky
Doors opened yesterday afternoon
To Drop a dump of rain
That interfered w our meeting on
The tenth floor
It was a morning to sleep
While the air was cooler
And the sun hiding
Under a thin sheath of cloud
the sky was like the ocean
Wavy and changing
Bright white with blue sky hidden behind
A man with orange brown skin, curly hair swept the sidewalk in a blur jumpsuit
I looked at him he looked back and said good morning as he dumped the brush and dirt into the large truck
In the circle a blond woman with perfect red lipstick and rings on her yellow toes sat cross legged and too glamorous for us
On another bench a man and a woman in sandals and shorts
He held the watermelon half while she eyed it waiting for him to finish his words and xommence on scraping the bits of watermelon
It was 9:32 in the morni g
At the tip of the circle
A young man's back with broad shoulders
Covered by an orange polo shirt collar
Pushed up
Brown branded purse dangles low across his chest below his hip
He stops to help a Russian woman with nail polish red hair find massachusetts
Tuesday morning
Everything still moving too fast