Wednesday, 7 April 2010

Double Decision

Shying from a choice of language
That dances out
Of others and you

It moves to flickering flashes
Slowed down action

I decided to engulf
To speak
Your mother’s tongue

I walked into a party nightmare

You took what I’d stupidly stored

And gave it back too soon
Turning our quarters
Into rooms

Where nothing


We exchanged
How easy the steps
Had been

Clawing at the door
My decision forced this

You have pushed me
Out there

To find difference
And a city
That hadn’t been before.

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