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Poems
Jun 2019
the night-bus back home
Once upon an-archy,
I felt the tension deep
in the tendons of my arms
Felt a jag, a jolt
of something yet to come
(something So long past)
two red lights almost shimmering in their distance - a product of heat?
or is it space?
maybe time?
i couldn't say.
Try watching a train go by when you can't hear it: almost floats along - a certain grace hidden behind a wall of roaring noise
Written by
soak
23/torontoish
(23/torontoish)
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