(un)ubiquitous

Take a drive through town

Down main street
Past all the shops and delis and bars
Places for people to meet
And drink and pass the time

This place is everywhere
In your town
In mine

Pause as you drive
Late at night
Early in the morning

Feel the space

Where we used to meet
Where we used to drink and pass the time

Filled with emptiness
Filled with fear
Filled with silence.




Poetry by Ducks
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Written on 2020-09-20 at 21:19

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
evocative of our sad, surreal, noir time ~~~ well done.
2020-09-21


Lady Courtaire
This is a lovely, haunting piece about an all too relatable feeling. Here's to brighter, noisier, gathering-filled times in the (hopefully) not too distant future.
2020-09-21