Town Poem by Emmanuel George Cefai

Town



Town whose upper levels are
The streets and houses
Where Earth is bruised
By day

I want to live in the
Town below
The lower level cleared
From debris
Made habitable

And
If you will to leave me
There alone
Bring the Sub-Conscious with you
Lock him there
That at least we two together
Circulate
At least if not hand in hand
Those lower levels of the olden
Town.

Thursday, March 19, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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