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Dec 2018
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 Β© 2018
Tom Spencer
Written by
Tom Spencer  Austin, TX
(Austin, TX)   
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