The Neighborhood

Walking through

I see

Rows of blue limousines ready to honor a life headed to the next journey

I see a red sports car I can’t name

That’s ready to drive through headed out of here

I see church filled and black women in black and white

I hear

Spanish

Gospel

Chit chat

I see insistent waving across the street

Vendors with earrings that catch my eye

I hear what comes close to stillness

As I too pass through