6 Haiku

Red-lit word TRIBUNE
fenced around a building top—
north, east, south, and west

A wet black scarf left
on the rainy black asphalt—
like a flat drowned rat

In an orange vest,
a black man strolls home from work,
white hard hat in hand


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Flapping burst of grey
swoops over wet black asphalt—
pigeons in the gloom

Wind-blown lake of rain—
each ripple jostles the gulls
that float like a fleet

Through a pavement crack
a tuft of yellow flowers
quivers in the breeze



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