Sunday, February 4, 2018

A little warm (Day 382)

sometimes isn’t it 
                      a little warm 
he moved and I can 
     and he begins 
to reach 
    toward the other
  friend  side  next 
face on the other side 
I reach 
               and I can’t and 
stand  move to a 
different  noisy  place 
with his 
warmth and my 
         comforting like 
sitting  not  feeling  
     next to me 
smiles at eight and 
      gets up and walks away



(c) 2018, by Hannah Six

Image: Moriz Jung, Viennese Café: The Man of Letters (Wiener Café: Der 
Litterat) [1911], lithograph, Metropolitan Museum of Art via Wikimedia