bronx tumbleweed

a perfect bright warm spring afternoon.
eating lunch on a playground.
on a rooftop.

secluded escape. brief serenity.

a pause in conversation.

and a large garbage bag goes drifting. rustling.
sweeping passed. here and there. lifted by the breeze.
dark. billowy. pillowy.

and all eyes have grown wide. closely tracking its path. as it lazily rolls by.

in the southwest they have tumbleweeds.
here in the bronx. we have tumbling trash.