a girl in gorky park

September 26, 2016 by Michael Guerin

while sitting on a green park bench
a cool autumn wind tousles
her hair

random sounds from nearby city streets
are muffled by breezes through
yellowed leaves

with legs neatly crossed she watches
little children laugh and play
on swings

as if waiting expectantly for a distant
lover to finally hurry home
and glancing

down quite suddenly to her phone
she frowns her forehead wrinkles
those eyes

so brown so deep so faraway from me
and draped in loneliness
like a shawl.

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