Back again to haunt
Me in my territory, you
Forgot your way around
My town – melting
Time and colours.
There you are, in the corner
On the margins, silent.
A dark shadow – melting
Into nothingness, as I turn
To look at your features, dissolving
Into the surroundings.
Against the wall, by the table
Dark bulb overhead, casting light
Ghostly and red – melting
Into a pool of
You, stranger.
And stranger.
A warbling rock song, some leather,
Kohl and a seedy bar, and
You sulking in the corner.
A damp dusk, some garden path
And a polite exchange of words with
A shadow already
Melting into the darkness.
Mundane radio alarm
And blue black is blinding white.
Four unread messages and one missed call.
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