Unassuming, garnished walkway, manicured, and silent
One of The Theatre’s side exits, but the Theatre’s been closed these 6 months or more…
Rounding the corner, to go muse in a favourite secluded corner, I stared and stopped.
Sadness lay before me…
I don’t know whom it was that stopped here not long ago, drowned out no doubt, by the rain
If you zoom in you’ll see what I saw… there’s playfulness there, a small balloon inflater, little multicoloured balloons, shoes, clothing, and look at those little antiseptic wipes…. is that a pen, or some device for shooting up?
No romance, just utter sadness and sobriety.
Oh, I almost forgot to say, Merry Christmas! 🎄
Running Down Vimy 