Chapter 73 day

day Lock your secrets with a drawer Leave a comment on a favorite book Put the letter into the mailbox and stand silently for a while Looking at pedestrians in the wind without any scruples Keep an eye out for the neon shop windows Drop a coin in the phone booth Ask the old man fishing under the bridge for a cigarette The steamship on the river blows the air whistle In front of the dark full-length mirror at the entrance of the theater staring at myself through the smoke When the curtain cuts off the hustle and bustle of the star sea Flipping faded photos and handwriting under the light