Tuesday, May 16, 2017

Thirteen

Early morning deserted city street
scattering of taxies, vile exhaust,
aura of a thousand feet of concrete
and steel straight up. Alleyway 
between buildings leading to a door.
"Thirteen"...the sound of the brass
knocker echoes in the alley

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