Tuesday 2nd July

TWO PEOPLE MEET IN A CLEARING:

The clouds move slow beneath us,
I’m tired,
But something is alive,
Even in the sky,
Drowning in small talking,
Listening to nothing,

A finger moves slow,
In the camouflage sat next to me,
To let me know you’re still alive,
Pulled in all directions,
I can’t have this conversation normally

(K)

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