Flea Market Fandango, 1985

Bladed stars
shuriken with bright black tips
spread out wide against soft cassis cardboard like bats
behind a glass case.
I’m shopping from a safe distance.
Five feet back, where the merchant
can’t catch my breath.
Ten minutes or so and
now my sneakers have set
into the muddy tire treads of this rained out road.
The morning’s bagel keeps me warm.
I’m not really shopping.
Just standing still.
Bladed stars, grant me ninja speed.
Focus.
Precision.

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