bathed in the wishbone colours
supple blue
the deathly hue

the last late bus
slips away
the worn worm
from the dark bloc hut

the click key motion
gloved turn
and a wall light
yellow hall
falls
the door swinging open
the locks in a canal
of dark
splashing
winters tinder dry

stagger high
flicker lamps
come to release
come to cry
the hollow
room will soak
these sighs

the water pouring
water climbs
steam ghosts
vapor sling
slip slit shadows
pressed in watery
breath
muffled
falling

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