"I don't carry cash."

he wears his cap to one side
with style,
earbuds provide a tune
while he walks excitedly
between two lanes of cars.
he is animated,
waving his arms,
mouthing the words to songs,
-- the purpose is to sell,
he has water,
chocolate
and other sugary snacks.
whenever I see him I smile,
but,I never carry cash.
---yesterday I had a dollar on me,
still,
I just smiled
and waited for the light to change.

Reviews

[Lana]

I love this, I love the simplicity of it, yet it brings a lot of imagery in your head, that's my fav type of poems