… He reaches hands up to nightJames Schevill
Clutching air with bone and skin
But he belongs to no one
Save the heart of neon signs
Beating loud, pulse of sorcery
Over a lonely man with a haircut
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5 thoughts on “Man alone”
Brilliant image, Laura and perfect for this poem. xoxo
it seemed to crave an apposite poem Marina – thank you
and it found it! 😉
thank you, the timing worked for this one – tried lots!
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