Stranger in New York

by Sir Kris Aumann   Jan 21, 2015


Black clouds, the storm whipped
Rain on the Hudson -
Fog of thoughts;
Streetlights blazing
Star against the skyscrapers.
Barges
Broke the sky -
Lonely soul
From the cold of the night;
Beyond undreamed dreams -
Drops on my eyelashes.
Where no man's land
I Hisse
Blurry eyes
A flag.

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