10.28 Breaking
By ralph
Fri, 02 Oct 2020
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Every September
I've gone there.
Sometimes it’s been sunny
and I’d have cold coffee.
All through those times,
I couldn’t help myself
from looking up -
couldn’t help seeing
the
jumpers
dripping
their stories
into a bitumen book.
Today, it’s occasional
showers and I’ve walked
the long day through.
I’ve crossed the Brooklyn Bridge -
found the hot grounded Java.
Turned off the morning
breaking news.
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