Pigeons on a street lamp
Effervescent glow
Drizzle morning chill damp
Bursting into snow
Footprints on the sidewalk
Hot light neon steam
Bus-stop corner small talk
Coffee without cream
Newsboys hawking headlines
'Man jumps off the bridge'
Gurney straps should help bind
Body from the ridge
Family in mourning
Dressed in midnight black
Undertaker yawning
'Life is without tact'
Flowers leaning on props
As the coffin clicks
Priest wipes off pigeon drops
Blows out candle wicks.
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