Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Evening

Shadows
long in the tooth
getting ragged at the end
as sharp relief
of vents and cranes and coolers
are stenciled out onto trees and houses and fields
away to the east
by the setting sun.

It is time to join them,
a flat black man on a flat black bicycle
whizzing over the pavement and the grass
away home.


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