Concrete Steps

The town was emptied

By the perfect time of day

Between day life and night life.

Everyone was at home

Having lived a day

Or preparing to live a night.

But you sat outside


On concrete steps

Trying not to think,

Trying not to be.

Always trying, because

Thatโ€™s how you become


Go to the centre of town

When no one is around

And hide within its bubble.


Without thinking

About what time of day

You lived in.


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