by the time I reach the corner

 

"by the time I reach the corner"

 

 

I’m halfway down the footpath

when the thought elbows in,

poking impolitely,

 

impatient to introduce itself

before I’ve even decided

whether I want company.

 

It’s rough around the edges,

 

like something dragged from a pocket

I didn’t remember using,

and it travels beside me

 

as the world keeps moving past,

winking as it leans into its weight

by the time I reach the corner.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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