you're walking fast

cause it's the city

and hot

you stare at

concrete

past the corrugated

metaltop shacks

and stifling

smell of

people

begging people

or farming people

or starving people

or just dying

people

with a few grains of rice

in their bowls

past the flooded gutter

and the

smell of gasoline

and burnt tire

and skid mark

and some blood where they met

some dogs on the street

still survive

and people

also