The Line
Michael S. Walker
A lady fell today
In front of me
Waiting for a movie
And she was old
Very old
And frail
Her family rushed
To help her up
Braced her
Touched her
Concern
Almost leaching
Through their fingertips
Are you alright, Ma?
She nodded, weakly
I wanted to help too
But what could I do
But hope
Standing meekly
Waiting for the same
Damn
Stupid Movie…
The very crowd itself
Seemed to
Move more slowly now
In deference to her
In deference
To
All
Of us…