Snow
and brown grit
line streets
in a city
masked with
morning light.
I like to watch
the smooth
unceasing line
of cars
drive
in the hazy eyes
of a mourning sun.
- - -
I can finally get my internet fix. The web's been down at my place for a few days, and I was starting to get antsy.
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I like reading your words. "Mourning sun" - so subtle I almost missed it.
ReplyDeleteGlad you got your fix again :)