trivia

behind the sunglasses

you wore your tired eyes;
reflections of sparrows
mated vehemently across the space
of fresh minted sunshine.
the wetly-thawed earth
was fragrant with emerald moss.
starlings chirped darkly,
looking for morning worms
under the din of the city.
i saw you sitting
alone, at a crowded bus-stop.
the traffic went by
unrestrained by your silences.

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