water rushes in the gutter
an orange streetlight competes with half a moon
for prettiest flower
Tag: lamp
Poem 20151213
in the dark–lamplit,
like dust mites in window light
the rain falls, a mist
The stuff that comes out a bird's mouth.
water rushes in the gutter
an orange streetlight competes with half a moon
for prettiest flower
in the dark–lamplit,
like dust mites in window light
the rain falls, a mist
