The Tower
I am standing by a dark, black, stone sea,
where nothing lives
no reflection sees.
They tell me they used to swim in it
but now there are merely
tourists behind a rope,
dipping distant fingers
into the icy
ink.
I turn to walk the path into the red-brick, splendid town,
Where the proud, clock … Read more
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