Wednesday, 21 November 2018

there there

there there

stare into the distance 
there is no pain there
but here
every doorway a goodnight kiss
shadowed in rapture
every bus a departure
a fracture
see the snow swirl 
the lamplight closing
off the way 
closing closing down the day 
closed                                and
you are left standing there
there is pain here              and
there is pain there
on the departing bus
tomorrow is calling tonight away
tomorrow is another day
isn’t that what they say
when there is no reason to stay 
isn’t that what they say
there there now
there there
there there

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