Monday, 16 October 2006

late night in a bus to newcastle

was there frost
on windows did we blow

kisses to the dark
outside did you point

to the two overlapping
slowly-disappearing

circles was your arm around
my neck did you say

going, going, going
gone

is this what's happening
now to you and my memory of

going, going, going
gone?

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