Open Wide – Unhinged Poem 2020TOO

the call without a name,
as the tide draws in,
we both don’t see straight,
maybe the towns people are right,
a wasted space,
a pawn living in a knight’s face,
do i wanna stay,
when everyone wants you to go away,
the dark side comes calling,
dancing down the street,
the kids are playing their music,
dragging bodies as they sweep,
lumps in our throats,
as we realise,
the night time is almost gone…

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