“I
am
clueless”
said the gormless waiting man
his eyes a light,
glowing shadows flickering from his cigarette
danced along his face
she watched, the thin tip of his glasses
slip down his rain drenched nose
they soon parted but not with out a final glance, the bus stop meeting always just by chance
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