Urban Sun

An urban sun does not smudge lipstick

On the collar of the sky

Leave glitter on shouldered landscapes

It wakes under bushes in the park

Bathes like Bathsheba on the roof

Slides down a flagpole in the school yard

Struts on Main Street

Glistens sweaty on front stoops at midday

Towards evening it disappears around a corner

Scales a high rise on the hill

Perches on the bank sign

Leaps into the air and is gone

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