Pioneer Square

Pioneer Square... pioneer square. 

Such stark contrast from what I'm used to seeing.

A small glance into the past,

A place of old, of character and history.

Walking around with my brother,

He says "it's not a safe area for a girl."

I brushed it off without a second thought.

Whatever.

I see the totem pole, so tall and odd

I see brick buildings, such character and age

I see a sinking building, a wedge between two paths

Then I see the underground, or should I say the 1st floor?

The underground tour was fascinating.

The history of how it came to be.

It was dark, cold, with a weird dusty smell,

I wonder if it'll cave in one day.

Satisfied and happy, I left the tour.

Then I hear a "Hey YOU!" and saw a man.

He marched right up and handed me these leopard sunglasses,

"Merry Christmas! Your good karma!"

I bowed, thanked and left in a jiffy.

Both stunned and confused.

The sunglasses sit on a "no parking" sign,

And I sit in my car back home.

Don't Judge Me.