An old man’s sarcasm grows by the hour as morning grows to day
There is this face that reflected sarcasm growing by the hour-
A mismatch between the age of the face and of the head thereon.
A woman waves her hands ,in the door-frame, at the hole of a shadow
Another woman, in the light-hole of a balcony, weaves pigtails out of girl.
A yellow schoolbus turns violent on its horn, as a woman crosses the road.