The Walk with Generic
William Roche
For M.E.G.
China is louder than I expected
Good fireworks though
This apartment is too cramped
This noise outside too intriguing
This television too boring
Walks are nice
I enjoy the scenery of this Asian metropolis
I realize I am not walking alone
A boy walks with me
Nothing special about him
Generic comes to mind
This crowd is huge
I’ll just traverse the edge
We’re still walking together
“Nice day,” he says
“Nice day for a protest,” I think
“Yes,” I say back instead
It certainly is a nice day.
The crowd roars louder
What exactly is going on?
“I enjoyed our walk,” he says
“I did too,” I say
We shake hands and he disappears into the crowd
I see him on the news later that day
Generic leaves my mind
The boy stood up to the tank
In Tiananmen Square