Kim Davies

Remember the day that we first met?
Remember the rain? We were soaking wet.
Remember the cafe? Cosy and quiet.
Remember?
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I lived in a place called Eden
Where predictability bloomed,
Comfort and order flourished.
Samey yet safe.
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Distant dragon
On the war-path
Roars and thunders
His mighty wrath
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Stark white corridors
No windows, no doors.
No colour, no life.
Not even mine.
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(Legend decrees: whoever shall enter her at midnight,
On this day, shall disappear forever.)

I NEVER REFUSE A DARE!
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I will put in the box:
A silky smooth feather from a pure white dove,
A great big armful of warm fuzzy love,
And a fluffy pink cloud, from the heavens above.
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She knew it was a happy tree.
It's lush green leaves
danced gaily in the breeze.
Plump happy fruits hung from its branches,
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The day is young
The man is old
I didn't see his life unfold.
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The excited laughter
and giddy chatter of children
explodes in the air.
Shattering the calm.
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Majestic turrets and domed rooftops
reach for the promise of eastern skies.
Exotic amber dreams
embedded with a sleepy sun.
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Nothing to lose, only herself,
she stood in the rain
feeling the pain…
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Our meal had just arrived
and so had the gaggle of slappers
who were shown to the next table.
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Watching the rain
beating against the window,
I remember and shiver.
That sorrowful day
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She stands there motionless,
gazing out to sea,
as if under a magic spell,
Mesmerized, enchanted, enthralled.
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Cross my palm with silver,
your future I'll then reveal.
I'll tell you what you want to know,
what you want to hear.
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'Twas a whole thing,
Complete in its own right,
Until…
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Today I saw God
In the supermarket check-out queue.
Yesterday I saw God in the park.
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When you were mine
I held you, nursed you, caressed you.
I watched you sleep.
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What to do. Bored. In need of company,
familiar faces, voices, friends.
Click.
The button that is the invitation, invites them all
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The dusty old grandfather clock
Stands tall and proud
Sentry of the hallway
Endlessly counting time.
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