by the crack of mossy grey brick
   under some discolored umbrellas
         I sit to eat my lunch
   with the spray of december rain
 by the crack of damp black asphalt
    under the cold, travelling clouds
           I stuff my stomach heartily
         dining at an old, cheap stall
  after a day's desk work
        in the slow,
                merriment
        by the crack of KL.
Monday, December 9, 2013
by the crack
Posted by Julia&V at 12:26 AM
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