Walking Steadily Away …

 

That coming-in tide –

Be it blood, memory or saltwater –

Cannot always be friendly:

It knows nothing, after all,

Of shape, history or consequence.

We all know what we believe

To be true by the things

We decide not to let in…

 

… and that long-legged figure,

Distinct black on the

Grey road slope,

Walking steadily away …

Into fog’s womb

Where there are no borders…

 

…do you know him?

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5 thoughts on “Walking Steadily Away …

  1. Bart Wolffe says:

    An elision with the subconscious indeed. Lovely.

  2. This one grips me with a combination of nostalgia,longing, and fear. Love it.

  3. Geo Sans says:

    intimate
    ~
    strangers

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