Winter walking women

 

I was walking down Mass Street

when just ahead of me I saw

a woman in a plum nylon coat.

She was snugly wrapped

from her hood to her thighs.

Below she wore black tights and ankle

high black boots.

I never saw her face.

She turned into The Arizona Trading Company

and I turned into a potted plant.

I was walking down Mass Street

when just ahead of me I saw

a woman in a tan nylon coat.

She was snugly wrapped

from her hood to her thighs

Below she wore skinny jeans and calf

hide brown boots.

I never saw her face.

She turned into Goldmakers

and I turned into a potted plant.

I was walking down Mass Street

when just ahead of me I saw

a woman in an evergreen nylon coat.

She was snugly wrapped

from her hood to her thighs.

Below she wore faded jeans and

ordinary black shoes.

I never saw her face.

She turned into Wonder Fair

and I turned into a potted plant.

I was walking down Mass Street

when just ahead of me I saw

a woman in a navy nylon coat.

She was snugly wrapped

from her hood to her thighs

Below she wore patterned leggings and

Converse high tops.

I never saw her face.

She turned into Rudy’s

and I turned into a potted plant.