Unwind
I’ve seen the end.
It comes while I rise;
Mid-air, between breaths-
I will go silently
Into the night
Like love departing
Down an alleyway.
Perhaps many will notice
Perhaps still, many shan’t.
Traffic lights may pause
Sirens may roar
A state of emergency
May be called (or not).
Whatever happens
Upon that fair day
In that fair moment
Is strategically planned:
The scene is set,
The only thing left
Is to press play
And watch the movie
Quickly unwind.
Then let it pass to memory.
It will be like nothing happened.
© Liam Elliott 2007. All Rights Reserved.
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