Saturday, 24 August 2013

Home Alone



I

Lizards throw scurrying
Shadows, the walls stretch endless
They have far to go.


II

We seek redemption
Or something close to it, at
Street corners, all alone.

III

The slow crawl of hours
The creeping minutes of night
The long wait to dawn.


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