alone in nyc – a poem of fall

alone in nyc – a poem of fall

the love poem would not finish
the ellipsis
was too strong
at the end
and my caffeine level was lower
than expected
even as i was sipping
lattes two at a time
a fall day
alone
in a city full of single women
with phones
and online dating profiles
and ambition
but this is not my time
not my day
not my trip to the big city
this is a moment in time
marked and noted
as
alone in nyc
on a perfect day
with the sun growing colder
over central park
and the magic duck
has gone missing

11-08-18

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