The Cock and Bull
The Cock and Bull in darkened street,
and the lintel like mahogany.
I liked the way the corner turned
and did this so abruptly.
I liked the shutters closed for night -
they were really quite appealing,
and never in the darkness grown
would you know that they were peeling.
The tram rails were in front of me
and darkened trams were moving,
and eventually I got on one
and left Bordeaux behind me.
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Copyright © Julia Ward | Year Posted 2016
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