A Man with Crumbs

A tree top twig   Beneath the empty skyI look among   The world’s connected stringsFrom a lofty view   That’s twenty stories highIt’s here I see   The flutters filled with wings This morning’s hush   As Hudson’s sparkle comesAround it flows   With autumn’s remnant leavesThe pigeon sky   Above the …

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As We Travel There Alone

The friends we had, the friends we leftAlong the siren streetsA signal past, a thousand theftsIn red light, white light beats Oh, where can I rest in this hidden townAs wind comes whistling throughIn light and dark, as it rains down,A dancer flails there too Somewhere she …

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