Haiku eighty four.

Hello all!

Nothing much to report.

liquid windows

crowded bus, we commune

with silent thoughts

she boards the bus

skin dark, glue scent inflates

plastic bag muzzle

vacant lot

trash

cat-shit odor

through the wet dark

leopard skin ripples

brolly in her hand

Peace.

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About El Norto

I write haiku. This is my haiku journal.
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