(photo by E. Herd, World Trade Center subway station)
These eyes greet you as you exit
There is another pair at the top
of the stairs
These eyes
The right one has a larger iris
almost squinting, drooping
tired of too much
watching
The left one is
more focused,
alert and cold
Tired Big Brother
Tired Big Sister
tired of spies
Suburban Hobo 
Stallone?
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Ha, ha, perhaps.
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Lovely poem. And photo. And of course my favourite band of all time.
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Thanks!
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It’s rather sad that art and security have become partners.
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Indeed it is.
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