Gray skirts of afternoon trail
wind chimes, curled leaves, and
the rhythmic wooden thump
of cars above the pedestrian walkway.
Beneath the bridge--strange world
of sand, tire swings, and signage placing
the risk entirely on those at play.
Coffee shop festooned with colored lights--
men at the bar discuss anime and Lord of the Rings.
A man with tattoos on his forehead and soft black eyes
offers to buy me a drink.
A beautifully limned vignette, in which the strangeness of the "strange world" becomes companionable.
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