Reach inside for
stillness
The magick knows not
why
Dull days don’t even
see creative nights
The hop, hop, morning
Metro stop
Subway sign
Papa L. in line, with
his shopping cart
And copious bags
Always saving for the
next winter
Only you adore
Cityfolk galore
Trampled down
On cozy goodbye
Even he will sleep
tonight
Comforted
In Metrolink entrance.
12/1/13
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