Winter night


A cigarette that had just been kissed

Still lit

Lies on the cold asphalt floor

A day that has died

Spreads its blue lifeless body

On this cold ground

A yellow leaf

Shivering, cries under the foot

Of an excited child

A little fire burns somewhere

Beside which sits a caterpillar

On the lookout for Mr. Torkato

Who had promised him

A beautiful polaroid.

~insight07

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