Written: 5:20 p.m.
NOTE: Whim.
Water sloshed through
My premature sandels
In the cool September dusk,
Flushing away stray pieces of summer
In dirty running water
I peer from royal purple haze
Through the softened cotton of
A worn damp sweater pulled
Futilely over a couple of books
Clutched like a child in my
Warmer arms
You glance from your
Battered bicycle at my
Bowed head, your
"save the planet" bumper
Sticker splayed over the
Handlebars in proclamation
Of your cause.
So kindly you smile upon
My rouged lips and
Hurried steps
You wished you'd
A car to keep me out
Of the shower
To keep me by your side
For some stolen moments
But your two wheeled
Transport slips cleanly and
Quietly across the flowing ground
Past my oblivious lips and
Hidden eyes so bright with
Your silent hello.
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