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Dark song

Here we are in the park
with darkness crouched behind trees
and daylight dissolving over the city.
Something unbelievable is happening.

All day this ghost of knowledge
has whispered in my ear, all day
the very cracks in the footpath
seem significant. Something unbelievable…

The meteor of your cigarette tip
swoops close to earth, hearth
of loving in a cold universe.
The playground swings grind their teeth

and pause. What else is there to say?
It is in our silences now, as in our voices,
that something unbelievable.
We are growing older.