day 15
what could be giving
the city’s clouded nght sky
that roseal glow?
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evening bus ride home:
the swell and fade of street lights
and the trees’ dark forms
I saw the wren’s flight
from grass to tree top, but not
where its shadow went
dug out building site
offers a rare urban treat:
the smell of raw earth
Burger aftermath:
french fry bits, lone orange slice,
great greasy fullness!
snooze just a minute…
perfect haiku line retreats
into next night’s dreams