Showing posts with label spoon. Show all posts
Showing posts with label spoon. Show all posts
Monday, 6 July 2020
Saturday, 8 June 2019
the three crowns
and here we are again
past the crack spoon
dripping
black moss
onto still silent figures
reflected
reflected
in the broken glassed
floors
and doors that
lead nowhere
but an endless locked circle
the haunting desolation
of dreams etched and fading
across time
the crown has slipped
the sign has flown
but memory
clings fast
to
these decaying walls
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