~Sappy Daze~ Day 11

The  night  I got stranded  in Kyoto,  

the weeping  willows charmed me  more than  the  Sakura. I watched  the streets crawl  out of  bed and  join me  greet the  large crows.  My eyes  nestled on a fluffy one’s matching winter coat.  Led by the screeching subways, I lead the way past the bridge away from a Family Mart’s jingles. The trains filled at 6:40 AM reminded me of the temple night and  day  with  the  club.  The  fleeting  city  trickled  the  compartments  empty.   The  stragglers  tickled my curiosity. Did they wonder about my journey or did  I imposter their lives wandering?  I  questioned my life  cycling in the  ptptptptptptptpt  of rain towards the  fshfshfshfshf  of  waves. The  night ended  with falling off  a bike  hearing  opera. The  day  started  with   falling    asleep.

- Sappy