A Little Walk

A little walk

To stretch the legs

Take big gulps

Of cold, fresh air

Then hold it in

As people pass

Smile awkwardly

And shrink

To avoid their touch

A little walk

But not in the park

Too people-y

Instead we stroll

On hard asphalt

The mute factories

And deserted depots

Echo with our footsteps

And our voices

Sound like whispers

A little walk

But not too far

We use our elbows

Knees and toes

To push doors

And touch buttons

Then back inside

To our tiny refuge

High above the world

Where we watch

And sigh