031810b You Don'T Know What You Can See Poem by Manonton Dalan

i heard you call my name
i turn, nobody could be found
i keep walking down the aisle
pebbles rolling on the street
from somewhere kick by feet
rushing to catch a bus transit

i look up shiny blue mirrors
marble floors, granite walls
uniform valets, pretty ladies
flagging taxi, standing sexy
i pause to watch a big screen
caribbean cruise with darling

i wouldn't mind a week or two
then come back to this limbo
i would feel better if i could
for one thing different food
but who could handle my job
not a situation they already have