Day by day, stone faced he moves
Drifting with the wobble bass
Starring into the eyes of classic passerby's
He peers through to the soul
Cold eyes that pierce all who resist
The abstract strategy of the mind
To lock in, face to face with another
The stronger of the two will not turn
Approached in a different mood
A smile that you hope to find
Internal defragmentations unwind
Denatured by the rapid pace
Rhythmic steps ripening my dreams
And cause my mental to stumble
The humble contact of optical association
Magical moments of soul perception
To random strangers, seems unnerving
But depth to be reached, deserving.
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