My whole life, people told me I couldn’t
handle the city because they never slow down.
I’m not sure who they are, but I’m certain
they do not reside in New York City.
Sure, these city folk always have somewhere to be
but they eat at outdoor restaurants and chat
long after the waitress starts to ignore empty glasses.
I just never saw that down South.
Just because ya’ll feel the need to drive everywhere
rather than stretch your legs or share a subway train
doesn’t mean you’re any more relaxed. A traffic jam
is hardly a time to be pensive.
But I think people here get the art of reflection.
I see too many people sitting alone in cafés with
mocha on their breath to believe you when you
say people here are not thoughtful.
Here, there is no hurry out of conversation
And there is no scurry to the next red light
And there is not much to deter daydreams
And I’m inno rush to get back.
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