the soles of my shoes scuff

black-spotted concrete pavers

i wind my way past

withered faces

tied up bags

a crumpled newspaper never read

city doves flock the streets

innumerable like the homeless

equally maligned

i slip into gough’s sanctuary

sit and

listen to the opening of my heart

i watch the smile inside my eyes

and strain to look beyond the vagrant paintings from outside

 

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Richard Diebenkorn – Nude on Black and White Stripes