ducks

10th August 2016

A man walking up the Alley, looking serious, staring. He is

here today only, and alone. He seems astonished to see

others on the street. Maybe he has been up all night.

Tiredness lets the streets drift by without detail.

At the bus stop, check the change for the bus driver.. There

is enough small money for the exact fare.

There are seven ducks sitting on the wall by the

river.

One by one they jump into the water, with a great

flapping of wings, until there are none.