THEY HEARD THE SONG

They heard the song

It must have

been

love

playing

out the open

windows of the tan

Ford Fairmont

stopped

at the intersection

of 12th and Madison.

The time for

walkers

to cross

was counting

down: 9, 8, 7, 6 . . .

The orange hand was flashing

next to the disappearing

numbers. Pretty

soon

they

were

running.