City Whale

Brisk morning air

Escalators flush up

Bags, shoes, dreams

Over the coffees steam

Smiles blooms

Scorched by the autumn

Lost papers of the day end

Rolled leaves in the wind

Cigarettes lighting the sunset

Whale is slowing down

Petering rain

Wiping windscreens and worries

Half a moon

Swipe off the streets

Gone leaves and rushed lovers

Glass doors shine with streetcars

Evening high heels tap dance

Wine swishes in the glasses

Opera doors lure dreamers inside