Thompkins Square Park / twilight timing

onyx squirrels chase their lovers / life echoing about

kids break into drained swimming pools / fences sway slightly

quiet, chilled breath seeping into the night in a laugh / oaks sigh creaking

tangerine burning lamps encircle benches on an omniscient tar path / snow flurries float

her mouth turns up at the corners, biting her lip slightly, nodding to a beat / simplicity dawns

realizing poetry doesn’t have to be painful while walking home - MM