Empty cities.

I do not remember how i got here.
Those older and before me assured me it was something memorable,
full of song and blank, pale rooms of familiar smiles.
But i sat on the end of the bed and heaved,
clutching at my hair in tangles about my fingers.
Purposefully granting you satisfaction you were yet to know.

My feet turnt sideways to the ground, cupping the air between them wistfully.
Your words brought air to my back, tracing the etching of my spine beneath my skin.

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There were people every where tonight,
I granted my breathing had been letting words out along with it,
The smaller of them almost disapearing before audible even to myself.
'There are people everywhere tonight, the leaves walk the streets in scrapes,
scattering along to the same direction, running past my feet and down the hill.
How had i never noticed them previously?
Do the leaves not walk along side humans by day?
Two seagulls stood amongst some of those crossing the road. '

'I see, i see a man. He stands amongst the flowers gathered in plastic wrappings,
and the laminated newspaper articles, all wrapped around the lampost.
Words in chalk and pen scrawled the floors, i knew that much,
But from here i could not read them.
The man stood, as though embracing the lamp post.
As far as i was, i could see it was him. He read, I'm sure.
For on stepping closer, my breath achily refusing to release any more words,
i saw he was in fact holding a girl in his arms.
The only thing seperating them, the gap between life and unconscious.
I'm sure her eyes ached as much somewhere else.
Across the road i walked now.
All that stood was, factually, a T-shirt, tied with black tape along with the collection of coloured wrappings and wilting petals.


Losing.

Everywhere i looked on these silent roads i saw a person.
In the lights, in the bricks, within gates and stepping down empty alleys.
The drone of cars running along the road beneath the bridge i walked even formed the sound of a room full of people.
Talking so as that their voices might all mingle into one monotone hum.
Unidentifiable.
I wondered if i'd ever be as such.