Sunday, 20 April 2014

Part XX

Each upstep to the platform
was a puzzle
with you stood just above me
shuddering just over my head

suspended for a moment
a melody in warnings
and begged me not to get onboard
on the tram
hovering in the distance.

'But why should I listen to you?'
I said to her eventually
'You're mad as a hatter
you threatened to call the Police
on me the other day'

'I wasn't sure it was you'
She stated before repeating herself
with a pause
that was lost across the breeze
next to the water

'I wasn't sure it was you'

'I don't understand you'
I responded.

'You will, you will'
She repeated herself.

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