Knowing the emptiness
Or freedom and solitude
Of an evening alone
In the city:
Sticky from the heat,
Hungrily alone,
And savoring the appetite--
Knowing,
But miserably
Innocent.

Linden leaves
Against an indigo sky,
The yellow glare
Of street lamps,
Muffled voices,
The mixed smells
Of sweat and beer,
And thoughts of home.

08/05/2006

Author's Note: The station at Weert, Limburg, Netherlands

Posted on 08/05/2006
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