street

 trepidations steaming across
yet the hope stutters on
laughs gone for a toss

palpitations of a street

smoke from the cups rise on
as smiling conversations greet

as the door creaks out

life finds its keys

threshold is away and the breaths shout 

so the street is home

roads further away are not

my pendulum found it dome
as I attempt to tie all faces in a knot.