Monday, November 25, 2013

ferry

(one word)
the ferry is going across the
grey
and i can see the man in the red pin-striped suit
tipping the brim of his hat
up to the fog
leaning on his worn cane
with the tree limbs dancing over him
and the heavy moss fingers
reaching
reaching
reaching
to touch his shoulders
and brush that magenta ribbon
the waters part as the boat
glides on

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