In Little Collins Street, he hides,
Shadowed by brick and whispered tides.
Earbuds hum a private stream,
A world inside, a hidden dream.
Footsteps echo, brisk and small,
Neon flickers against the wall.
A melody or talk drifts near,
Only he can catch, only he can hear.
Smoke of the city curls around,
Steel and glass, a distant sound.
Alley folds him like a secret note,
Music or podcast, on him it floats.
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ReplyDeleteA down time
DeleteUn solo punto de enfoque y todo lo demás , nada importa.
ReplyDeleteMindfulness
DeleteI really like the perspective from which you captured the image. The half-hidden man is magnificent!
ReplyDeleteA bit lonely in the world
DeleteGreat shot. He's playing hide and seek lol! :-D
ReplyDeleteSlacking off the job
DeleteGood -Christine cmlk79.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteLooks like he's waiting for someone.
ReplyDeleteNot in that alley unless secret mistress
Delete...listening to his tunes?
ReplyDeleteYeah therapy time
DeleteLike everyone these days, if he has time he is looking at his cell phone. No one seems to make calls on their phone any more.
ReplyDeleteGood one.
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