Safety Pins and Decaying Clothes

Dark corridor and peeling paint
spill out on to light pavement.
Tired plots burn before the sky,
Blinded with a coming day.

Pins hold together the clothes
that decay on the same streets
they walked yesterday,
Clasping, closing empty pockets.

The hours follow angry cloud
as it weeps on ever-open wounds.
Dark corridor and peeling paint
spill out on to light pavement.

Poor feet confront the world,
Carrying a weight that
caused deep cracks to form,
Spilling on to light pavement from

dark corridor and peeling paint.

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