Leaving Work

There is a freedom
Loosed from confines of glass and steel
Wind
Tears in my eyes
I’m unencumbered,
I can hear, see, and smell
Feel the air.
Deep breaths
In and out
Tension dissolves
Complete concentration
I’m aware of everything
In all directions
My dimensions are sleek
Agile
My legs continuously pumping
Anticipating
Reacting
Arms pulling
I slide through traffic
As they wait
Then slug forward
Burning old dead weight
I cruise through an intersection
When all lights are red
That moment
When legs behind guzzling steel
Move from brake to gas
Their only exercise

Green trees
In Prospect Park
Fresh oxygenated air
I sit back

Coast
With hands out
I embrace life
And smile
At my arrival home