L’Art Contemporani

Skater kids and street sleepers

Pushers and cocktail tourists

Some damaged

Some destitute

Some just killing time

 

Hobo and boho

Side by side

In the shade of the angular art house

 

Some will be back tomorrow

Some are just passing through

One may be unaware

That his time is nearly up

Another may get clean

Or find a god

Tomorrow

 

All are connected in this moment

To the concrete and the sky

 

Martti’s writing postcards

To friends afar

As a gentle breeze

Pushes an old napkin

Past the cafe door