Walking the streets late at night
Knowing the way allows for
dreaming, pondering
My playful shadows
multiplying, evaporating
at my feet
suddenly mingle with
the shadows of footsteps
I hear but don’t see
Wondering
how near they are
The interplay of our shadows
keeps me in the dark
Come to your senses
step aside now
Stop dreaming
My “Please go ahead”
is met by a clear “No”
to the tune of a
why-should-I-song
Waking up
Wondering
“Why don’t you?”
“This really annoys me”
The deep voice of a man
behind me at armlenght
“This happens 3 times a week
Walking
home from the gym
ladies step aside
for the black guy
with the hoody
about to rob them”
Photo-coco Notes, London/Hackney, March 2015
Pics: South Africa, February 2016
© 2016 Photo-coco