cold morning light
streams through
the concrete cathedral
beneath the highway
the clouded breath
of a homeless man
glows and curls
in the golden air
cars accelerate
and the wisp is swept
into dim
and hardened shadows
Tom Spencer © 2018
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 8:04 AM UTC
cold morning light
streams through
the concrete cathedral
beneath the highway
the clouded breath
of a homeless man
glows and curls
in the golden air
cars accelerate
and the wisp is swept
into dim
and hardened shadows
Tom Spencer © 2018
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