7am Commute

We have had rain for the last three days
this morning the haze is golden, and
I change bus seats to better see
the high-shine on the water

I don’t want to ever be
old enough that I neglect such simple appreciations
of a sky so soft and powder blue,
the mist rising from the water

they’re dropping like flies I said, those
not-so-old guys and gals from
the 70s and 80s

tonight I told him
I could be in a car accident tomorrow
so why don’t you say what you really want to say?
and we both looked out upon the water – dark now
opened our mouths

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About fiercemissc

Twenty-something Geordie girl living and working in Hong Kong. Young, free and single and making the most of it.
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