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2019, 6*, ampitheatre, arch, Chester, compromise, driving, gothic, history, identity, living, mosaic, role, Roman, roundabout, ruin, schoolchildren, settlement, sleep, society, storey, time, traffic lights
there
may
have
been
bygone gothic arches
pointing two three storeys up
on the traffic-lighted roundabout
and milling schoolchildren with
Roman shields marching patchwork
from the rebuilt amphitheatre, I know
but that single vice in perpetuity
above and beyond the call of living
from which to sleep heavy,
snug and secure under
single tattered rank, and ever
metres deep in tread across
meticulous tesserae – mosaic
to the measure of all settlement –
was far too much to emerge from with any certainty,
looking for the right exit
back from a visit to the midlands; visited Chester for the first time – it’s an old town, back to when it all begannn annnd connnntinnnues…
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
compromise wormhole: my uncomfortable life
history wormhole: pursued
identity wormhole: writening
living wormhole: it’s / not what you do or what you say / if it ain’t got that swing
sleep wormhole: beguiled / desire
socoeity wormhole: boiled spangle with soft centre
time wormhole: then
traffic lights wormhole: travelling / back
mlewisredford 