Broken Glass

A shrill projectile    
on the sidewalk    
a controlled crash    
each unit of the arc    
chopped into seconds  
a street full of people  
broken glass on the curb  
in a crowd of archetypes.  
   
The honking beeping yelling falling slamming chattering;  
   
The same problems  
The same goals  
The same distractions  
   
the same reflections  
from a beer bottles'  
oblong gaze.