all in black
he puffs his inhaler
gritty snow in the bus stop's shadow
never looking up
no one notices the crow
the queue at full stop -
a stolen glance,
the nape of her neck
with a nod to Masago
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today's moon -- will anyone not be taking up his pen?
2 comments:
Its that last line that puts it over the top. Well done.
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edited June 18, 2017
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