Freezing Point
by
Derek Adams

Pavement
wet with :
“It’s cold enough to...”
but this is...

Kerbstone
glistens :
“Clouds look like...”
but it won’t :

Sleeping bag huddles in doorway.
“It’s cold enough to...”
but this is...
“Clouds look like...”
but it won’t :

Dog barks.
Sleeping bag
huddles in doorway.
“It’s cold enough to...”
but this is...

Rain falls.
Dog licks
a white hand,
but it won’t :

“It’s cold enough to...”
but this is London.

 

 


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