Poetry Blog by David Blake
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Afterwards you came to me
and asked
'Why did you slow down
before the end?'
I had not realised
I had
The blue glass sky
bled us sweat-dry
and lurking
in the corner
always the eyes
the eyes
Inside all was madness
and crushed teal ice
for all of us
my mind's stalled
back in time
for what?
I could not shed
the cloak of air
I'd...
Sunday 10th January 2021 9:37 pm
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