Day 16

16 Monday Apr 2018

Posted by 5h2o in Tanka

Tags

city life, futility, NaPoWriMo, Nature, Work life

how many times
have I walked through a drizzle-
dreary day like this —
ice floes across pavement slip me
quietly into their cracks

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