a stair scented with oranges
piled at the bottom in a pyramid, leathery and shrunken
a mirror reflects their colour and
it is hoped the buddha appreciates it from his spot nearby.
Two ladies live on the second floor
between their jewellery store and the
grey sky, today they sit quietly
from seven until late afternoon and look out
the green window at passersby
pushed close by the median and by each other's hurry.
The bakery one block away sells everything half-price
after 5:30 and I wonder if the ladies ever go there or
how many times they've been.
2 comments:
A stair scented with oranges is extremely cool. I wonder too, if they have been to the bakery. I would bet. I know I would. They are fortunate they can leisurely people watch.
I think I've seen these ladies. I know I've seen the bakery.
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