Seattle
So let me tell you
the air indescribable
not crisp nor muggy
I can tell you what it's not
the air indescribable
Windows Open at in Seattle
Curtains move with morning breeze
quiet noice
the cook somewhere below
shares morning fare aromas
onions and hashbrowns
waif through the room
Riding Orca
Seattle light rail
metal origami art
china town stop
Home
Why is this sad place
heavy, suspect, filled with angst?
why must I wade through?
why can't I go somewhere else?
unbeknownst, unaware -
laid myself down and took root.
should I have been more watchful?
Glenda Kotchish
10/2013
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