Yellow petals drifting onto red brick,
kids kick ball against a graffiti wall;
the fast food tales crawl close by,
nothing to hide, outside a flat roof hive.
Tonight her shoes parade a starry sky,
and she forgets the kicking deep inside.
Spaghetti tangled forks, a glass half-full,
yellow petals paper the red brick wall. |
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