Walk, don’t walk
We push
at lights blinking
on-off
in dissolute rhythm,
lift our
heads in the way of
sunflowers
in love with the sun.
Here, in
this urban labyrinth
of stone
walls and raincoats,
we await
a colourful blast of
neon to rescue
us from grey.
Copyright
Vickie Johnstone, October 1, 2020
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