Mysterious nights
Wandering gypsy
Alleyways

A Chinese restaurant hucks hot water
Into darkness,
Steam curling into grey-orange skies


I imagine diners inside,
the cheery laughter and the loudness,
Someone else's life plays out in picturesque scenes.
while light mist falls outside, they sit inside, recalling old memories, warm fuzzy smiles,
Blurry images racing and rambling around in my brain.



I continue onward.



Crackle-painted doorways
Metal stairways
Prayer flags,
Hanging trinkets
Gypsy delights
Colorful this and that's,
And the occasional stretch of silence.



Full moon,
Black cat
Adventures.


At the crescent slip
I met a wrinkled woman
With a crow
On her shoulder.