Piano Like That

He looked like a man
Preparing
Breath for
The happiest of walks
The most frozen day of the year

He and the sun
Dazzled
My eyes
So I cannot be
So sure he was walking at all

He held a hangered suit coat 
Surrounding
Him was
A small line of cars
A possible well-wishing Brotherhood

He had puff to his chest
Relief 
Of gaze
My heart asked me to ask
My breath could not and I drove past 

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