Lazy snake trains

slumber overhead,

listing hard into long

rusty corners,

rattling like bones in pain

resembling old men

walking to the park.


Dark cafes list

yesterday’s menus

where hungry hands

rain down with forks

and sharp knives,

scratching plates

while lovers kiss

and strangers stare.


Sidewalks spotted

with gum and spit

lay flat under a rising sun

as shadows creep silently

over shoulders and streets

as the day grows on the









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