Walk
Too early,
Is morning.
In the rain,
The road wet,
Sport shoes,
Tights, she wears.
Visible
Her calf, thighs,
Right butt size.
Rain jacket,
Covers head,
With hoody…
Dog, doll-like,
Sibling to a fox,
A kind of brownish,
A shade of light to dark.
Venus in beauty,
Beige-cream,
Of mohair, or woolly,
Though in leash,
It walks with dignity.
"Who walks who? "
I whisper…
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