Passing by

walking along corridors
filled with colors
so rich with
smooth brown skin
enriched with pinpricks
heavy loads
cast upon
our backs

a momentary glance
eyes deep with
last night's echoes
tomorrow's false starts
on the edge
of revelation
shadowed by
apathy

a guarded look
unseen
shuffling past
faces lit
by miniature screens
connections
unrecquited
moving off
into the night