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     said the Sandman

     he blinked
     as the overhead drizzling
          traffic lights


     jerking flib-flub
     of the windscreen wipers
     flapped in his stomach;

     the great wide

     I remember
     the deep maroon colour
     of his car

     flaked off the bonnet
          in the rain
          when he said

     “I’ll try again
      I’ll try again
      I’ll try again…”
     and the dashboard clicked

     blue-ink blood in the folds
     of my sweating palms





part of >>> through the crash
blue wormhole: ‘the dining room …’
cars & yellow wormhole: ‘at night …’
divorce wormhole: Manhattan 2012
maroon wormhole: ‘hovering …’
passing wormhole: ‘at night …’
rain wormhole: Eglinton Hill
speech & streets wormhole: Woolwich re-generation
traffic lights wormhole: eldorado