The Streets


You have returned

To the city of your past

Desperate for the comfort of simply returning 

But this city is different

From the one you remember

Layers of the past and present morph and overlay

Beauty and pain interweave

In a searing cocktail of memory

Laughter skips by in a tantalising whisper

Exquisite ghosts dance every street

Defying the wounded living that lay in every corner

Everything you buried ripples to the surface

As you drown in a sea of familiar faces

Utterly broken by the stark, humid fact

That the only face you want to see

Is gone and lost forever


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