Half-Step into Dusk

A quick offbeat arrives the sidewalk finds a grin

Shutters roll in twill along the row

Chrome on bus stop benches cools to low

Awning ropes relax and trace a line

Footfalls click in meters clean and fine

Coins align a turnstile taps the bar

Window letters soften into star

North edge draft rehearses down the block

Palms set tempo pockets hear the clock

Half step into dusk we lean and go

City trims its edges letting glow

Half step into dusk sleek and slow

Daylight folds its corners as we flow

Curbside chalk marks arrow into slate

Signal tones in thirds begin to wait

Skate wheels hum a ribbon near the rail

Phone glass dims to cobalt clear and pale

Jacket hem decides to meet the wrist

Headlights trace a silver threaded list

Numbers on the crosswalk smooth to green

Breathing draws a measured in between

Half step into dusk we lean and go

City trims its edges letting glow

Half step into dusk sleek and slow

Daylight folds its corners as we flow

If a higher current bends the signs

We can loop the river redraw lines

Mark a tiny way point by the stair

Follow where the gentler colors air

Half step into dusk we lean and go

City trims its edges letting glow

Half step into dusk sleek and slow

Daylight folds its corners as we flow

Claps fade soft the evening holds the road