Wednesday, 19 November 2008
A remodel,
Tourist Information
A gift of place and purpose
to fill with my own slow stroll,
he tears it off a pad of similar ideas.
He hands me my day drawn in biro
and I am in awe of the simplicity
of here to there.
I follow his uncertainty, retrace my steps
where there's a double line; walk it twice
and look for something new each time:
graffiti, or a familiar face, or moss
between the cobbles, or the sky
as reflection.
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