Saturday, 19 April 2014

Part XIV

Movements stuck like gaps
In my memory
Across the shape in the window

Crossing over bridges
Like a lesson to be learnt
With sounds rustling
Across the dockyards
Echoed in yesterdays news,

Growing untracked
Behind locked doors

Combing the truth
Against the second time
We met

And the street lights
That moved one step closer
To all coming on. 

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