The Underground
This vacuum
of empty face,
trickles condensation
of empty smiles,
foreign tongue points
and at last a happy mouth
on aluminium stairs,
as the light descends
my reflection.
Copyright © Jennifer Ratcliffe | Year Posted 2012
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