Friday 17 March 2017

Namita

Smoking a cigarette i exhale, shrunken on my mind, a lover's face contained, can anyone condone, that unforgiving light, the way she's alone, haunted, proud, untamed, no longer hailing the sky, i met her in Holloway, she knew certain homes, when it's wiser to lie, and safer not to know, swapped mobile phones, for the breathing rain, her eyes like the cold, seeking love's remains, i beat out my time, from unwanted pain, she was kind.

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