Green Poem by Kean Ghiero
Green
Dragging on
the morning lights
are
beginning
to melt
the dark
of the night
steadily
before
my eyes
that is all
that there is
of
significance
to see
from
this window
here
and all
I have
to say
at this
hour
the
black tarmac
road is
deserted
and
the traffic
light
is
turning
haughtily
from
red to green
only for me
here alone
on the
first floor
going
nowhere.
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