
| Pulse
Author: Elise Oddity A city sky is diluted with artificial light and car exhaust discoloured... We are out of sight. [reflections on the concert I went to last night]
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry - Words: 103 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 02-10-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2317738
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A city sky is diluted with artificial light
and car exhaust; discoloured,
but not out of focus as
planes pass by overhead…
We are out of sight.
Sweat-slick and breathless,
of the six billion people on earth,
I thought the only one
looking at me
was you.
It felt like I hadn't been breathing
for weeks and weeks
and suddenly you reminded me,
You're
alive!
The crowd sucked me in, so tight,
as I walked down a street
thick with snow and warm bodies
all hurrying off
in their own directions
while I stared at the sky
(it was ours).
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