City N

She boards at seven ten Hair tucked in her collar Gum in her cheek Coins in her pocket She moves like a rumor Past the deli windows Boots on the tiles Eyes on the target Girl in the city You don’t slow down Girl in the city You own that sound I see you shining Through the crowd Girl in the city You don’t slow down She laughs at the corner With a paper cup tilt Phone in her hand Like she’s making a deal Crosswalk flashing green She cuts through the traffic Red bag, gold rings Sharp like a wheel Every block knows her Every face turns twice She leaves a spark On the dirty glass Girl in the city You don’t slow down Girl in the city You own that sound I see you shining Through the crowd Girl in the city You don’t slow down