The words are used up.
A few left caught
on the roof of a dry mouth
Standing
Watching
The dance on grey velvet
My mind my pupil
communicate I guess
with knees.. ankles.. legs
I watch..
acrobatics
I watch them dance over grey velvet.
Forget the rest
No plans now.
Just this..
Where are the ducks?
Where are the swans?
Where are the fitness freaks?
It's just..
Standing
Watching
The dance on grey velvet.
From here
to the jetty
Then home...
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