Three Stations

Three stations situated near my place –
Downtown, Rockridge, and Ashby – are around
a 30-minute walk I oft embrace.
The first is up, the others underground.
The stroll’s more interesting, is what I’ve found,
in north or south directions. But the west
(to Ashby, fewer walkers, more car sound)
has solo concrete seating I like best.

(Huitain)

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