close to the tide → Poem by rok

collision ahead, turn away
dial the circle, call them out
breathing uneasy, stay cool
press yellow again, retrial

picking the blood, block it out
squeeze the bystander, good
start pushing the color, play
the pavement continues on

pushing streets into corridors
calling out all the fake names
and say greetings to the guilty
closing the white gates, final

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close to the tide