watching the
botanical gardens
Streetlamps below
Swirl from their neat ranks and files
Spin out of the city
Towards nothing
(Fingers numb, trembling.)
Cyclists glide by
Silent, stealthy
Adrenalin rushes through the dark.
Footsteps close behind.
Tap
Tap
Tap
Sounds so distant
Close but distant?
(Toes numb, too numb to move.)
Dark refreshing breeze - so gentle
But so fucking cold.
(My nose is numb)
Trees loom, wrapped in shadows, dripping with wind.
They frighten me.
Leaves to fangs
Branches to claws
People loiter, watching the view, watching the cablecar.
They frighten me.
Linger too long
Examine too closely
Brick paving walking around
In concentric circles walking
Smaller and
Smaller and
Smaller until
They catch me, spinning in the night
Following the streetlamps.
