Time lapse
By samhennig
Sun, 11 Jun 2017
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Air beats my body as I stand
just the wrong side of the yellow line
and nearly get sucked in.
We could go anywhere but we all go there.
Sea laps against my feet.
Hair congeals
in small curling formations
below my ankle.
If I stood here long enough;
sound washes over thought.
Everyone is talking.
Fingers tap relentlessly
at keyboards
I stare at the same soundless screen.
A soundless scream overcomes me.
Busy Sunday streets.
Men dressed in Lycra
cycling aimlessly,
prolonging aimless life.
Children ignore advice:
'Hurry now or we will miss the lights.'
They've missed the lights.
'We've missed the lights, we've missed the lights.'
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