No. 2-4

March 13, 2016

Two paces ahead,
light runs along the wet stone,
keeping time with me.

Amber and ruby
melt in black liquid, which was
once West Heping Rd.

I walked in silence
past the gleaming drops that crept
down darkened lamp posts.

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