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Love On Borrowed Time

Walking the tracks again
With my face to the rain
Every step I take in fear
Of that ever-nearing train

I cheated death
I cheated truth
And now there is no proof
More than what my accusers say
But they increase in number
With every single day

So they shout 'He stole'
Well, I admit
I may have borrowed some
And I may have lied
When they looked me in the eye
And I may have given them something
To keep quiet

Every step I take in fear
Of that ever-nearing train
Every sound that I hear
Lights a bonfire of panic in my brain

Every insect buzz
Could be a rattling in the rails
Every splashing duck
Could be steam cloud trails

Cheating in love
I don't deny
My neck it aches, from looking back
At the tracks of my lie
Down the tracks of my life
Always waiting for the train

I'm walking the tracks again
With my face to the rain
Every step I take in shame
For that ever-nearer train

(2007)

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Dave Bradley

Fri 12th Feb 2010 00:33

Hi Thomas. An excellent, deeply personal poem. Glad you're keeping posting

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Ann Foxglove

Sat 30th Jan 2010 08:03

Hi Thom - some great lines here, and the feeling of panic is very well expressed. "My neck aches, looking back" and "lights a bonfire of panic in my brain" are great. The line about the crashing ducks threw me off balance a bit. Made me think of the rows of china ducks on old lady's walls, but maybe that's just me! (I don't mean I'm an old lady with ducks on me wall!;-)) xx

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