Visiting Hours
rain again tonight.
light scatters
on the pavement
like glass
i remember
the broad
curve of the river
keeping time
with the windows
of the train
i watched you
watch the water pass,
one palm curled
around the shadow
of your wrist
i was waiting then, too
Stu Buck
Sun 29th May 2016 11:11
this is so satisfying to read. perfect words, perfect length.