he leaves the train station and turns left
he walks for only a few minutes until he comes upon a homeless man
who is old, ragged, downhearted
his eyes,
once colored like the sea
are now an empty gray.
YOU ARE READING
stationary.
Şiirlouis has only one hour, which is enough; for time had never seemed to affect him © 2014 by finallyawake. all rights reserved.
