Distance
Threaded track trails
from here to somewhere
and back again. The distance
that has crept between us reminds
me of dotted phone poles,
communication masts
and parallel wires bounding
for miles and miles;
a continuum of the ‘here
and now’ dissolving into faded
sepia, like the static on a BT
line, we are nowhere, and the distance
between us continues to swell.
Catherine Mark
1 comment:
A lovely poem Catherine. I love the imagery that it conjures for me, especially in the first line. A lovely read
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