If I look out this window from the corner bakery
in the right way
at the right moment of clouded illumination
it looks as if there is a thin blanket of snow
holding onto that last of the holiday spirit

This is the perfect picture of urban nature
The cars, workers, birds, bakers, stop lights continue moving without
ever noticing this little magical wonderment
Too much has gotta be done in this city, I suppose
but seeing this makes me feel like a kid again,
gives me a jolt of that wonderful awestruck spirit

I think I will stay here…

I am not coming back to life this morning…

 

 

 

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(written with pen on paper)