narrow alley
crayon graffiti
scrawled, smudged
on the walls
two boys sit
in a corner
yellow light
with guitars
playing a bluesy riff
smoking, 8 pm
a passing cat
stopped to listen
retaurants, pink
aladdin and
his magic cafe
jeannie-type girls invite
hookahs,
mezze platters
welcome to istanbul!
a man pops up out of nowhere
boutiques in a row
hip youngster bling
dresses, bags,
the funky paper shop
two hours later
we pass by
the same duo
sitting at the corner
smoking, wandering about
the same riff,
the cat curled up
at their side.
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2 comments:
mesmerizing. :)
can imagine.
Very nice..
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