Dec 8
bridges open
the morning sky
still sparks
and scars
with stars
dark streets
and people sleep
gulls ghost
their notes
from rooftops
autumn calls
its colors
into the canals
bridges close
the morning sky
still sparks
and scars
with stars
dark streets
and people sleep
gulls ghost
their notes
from rooftops
autumn calls
its colors
into the canals
bridges close
