Year of the pig

My Pictures: Today – Xinxiang Medical University, Henan, China.

Last days of the year
I was sat in my favourite cafe,
drinking coffee.
Streets no longer crowded,
a city heavy and slow
with the flushing of the old year.

Shadows passed,
along with the other imitators of life.
But I am older now,
a part accepted
and conversations burning away.
I see the shadows for what they are.

I thought about a friend I know,
consumed by ill-fate and impossibility.

He asked me last night
……………“What is your life like?”

I took only a moment to answer
“There’s always better work down the line….”

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