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So Jo
Poems
Apr 2015
after all.
I think of it, sometimes
in passing that corner. or
climbing those stairs,
two bodies entangled against
the rail. getting off
the rails. did they, too
recognise something
stranger in a stranger?
something I too thought
I had found. that night
I saw it. I was sure. the light
behind theΒ pain. fireworks
behind closed eyelids.
ready to chase it all down
the rabbit hole. I was
already falling: Wonderland
wondering, wandering lost.
but no. it was just -
just a wet puddle
on impassive bitumen.
just a mirage. a trick
of the light.
whose light? I suppose
it was nothing, just
something very
ordinary
after all.
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