A moment

The tree is a dry sky of shadows
Moving on a vapid summer day

When open sun tries to demolish
A temporary space of a moment.

It happens when unknown man
Pulls a wheelbarrow in its space

A shadow that occurs beside me
In space demolished by moment.

 

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