• Walk with a Purpose

    The hallways empty out
    Quickly, as everyone heads
    To Saunders and beyond.

    Crossing street after street
    Always paying attention
    Glancing left, right, left.

    The quiet feels nice
    Peaceful as a butterfly
    Off in its own world.

    As I approach downtown
    Busyness takes over again
    I walk faster now.

    I am almost there
    Sensing the comforting warmth
    Of melted butter.

    Of course there’s a line
    An obstacle in my course
    But I can only wait.

    Familiar faces
    Filling the room, I smile
    As the line shortens.

    There is a bagel
    Silently screaming my name
    Like I am screaming his.