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One more time, I’d like us to dance
Hand-in-hand, down
(foot-in-mouth)
Down these comfortable spirals of conversation.

I’d like us to swing our legs through the bars
Of a foot bridge
(there is no bridge)
In glaring black and green, write our names
On the wall
(a symbol of forever)
Watch the spraypaint run in the rain.
Watch it
(forever)
Trickle down through the cracks
The bricks bright and grainy
(like a movie)
Beneath our stained fingers,
Watch it
(a silent movie)
Melt.
And laugh like we don’t care
Like we were never scared.

You probably don’t remember
Railway tracks at dusk
Fluorescent puddles
(it’s always raining)
Glaring sodium puddles
(it’s always been glaring)
We threw stones so we could here them echo
In the black turbulence of our favourite tunnel
Proving to ourselves
That there was something beyond
The place where the tracks
(where our eye contact)
Stuttered out.

One night,
We were caught by surprise
(perpetually)
Our reflexes primed, perfected
In an ecstasy of panic
(like animals)
We had to take a dive into the gravel
And the sodden grass beyond
A swaying freight train
Burst forth from the void
(an omen).
You grabbed my hand.
We touched this line.

Description
One more time, I’d like us to dance
Hand-in-hand, down
(foot-in-mouth)
Down these comfortable spirals of conversation.

I’d like us to swing our legs through the bars
Of a foot bridge
(there is no bridge)
In glaring black and green, write our names
On the wall
(a symbol of forever)
Watch the spraypaint run in the rain.
Watch it
(forever)
Trickle down through the cracks
The bricks bright and grainy
(like a movie)
Beneath our stained fingers,
Watch it
(a silent movie)
Melt.
And laugh like we don’t care
Like we were never scared.

You probably don’t remember
Railway tracks at dusk
Fluorescent puddles
(it’s always raining)
Glaring sodium puddles
(it’s always been glaring)
We threw stones so we could here them echo
In the black turbulence of our favourite tunnel
Proving to ourselves
That there was something beyond
The place where the tracks
(where our eye contact)
Stuttered out.

One night,
We were caught by surprise
(perpetually)
Our reflexes primed, perfected
In an ecstasy of panic
(like animals)
We had to take a dive into the gravel
And the sodden grass beyond
A swaying freight train
Burst forth from the void
(an omen).
You grabbed my hand.
We touched this line.