Sun 10:41 PM Haiku

Something beautiful
I watch it from a distance
Love makes us so strong
.
Glass shards on the street
To cut the soles of my shoes
Neon sign flickers
.
The last survivor
On the concrete corner, cracked
Dandelion bloom
.
Newspapers stuffed clothes
Spare her most the cold
Lying on a bench
.
Brush stroke clouds on blue
Splendidly powdered colors
His concrete canvas
.
A playful rattle
Smiling with only one tooth
I throw him a coin
.
On a pedestal
The oracle foretells doom
Speak it, preacher man
.
Street lights in the sky
Where do the underdogs go?
Goodnight, I wonder…
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