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by silvershoes Oct 27, 2011
Wet cement wreaks of
newspapers and cigarettes,
but sometimes I catch
a whiff of a man's musk when
he brushes by my shoulder.
I understand that this is about a scene downtown maybe..? Ah, yes, in the city!
And it's cold.. winter.. raining.. newspapers and cigarettes are damp and wrecked..
oh, and you bump into someone's shoulder..
I love Tankas. They really can express so many ideas and images, and the way this is writen just gives you shivers because of the damp atmosphere.