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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