City sleepers
In between the spaces
Wander the abandoned
Strewn beneath the bleak
Stepping stones to the past
Waves of yearning sound
Tearing into the dark
Jagged screams cut silences
Upon the marked hand
Shadows dance, etched upon
The night owls take flight
Escaping the profound
Among the distant sleepers
Fingers dip to steal a coin
Taking breath for granted
Here it is just one leap
Into the maze
copyright Vickie Johnstone
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