O I have seen the three graces!
Slowly moving down Green Street.
Strolling arm in arm.
A change of atmosphere and light
occured when they extended their discreet
„hello.“ Their hair let down, their smile
carried me beyond artifice,
to where desire, religion meet,
or come from (IMAGES),
or maybe lead to. They triggered a thought:
Do we need fiction? Here, I repeat
their word: I say „hello,“
hope for a further airing.