fountain at fitzroy gardens in kings crossPoetry

the dandelion is still

fountain at fitzroy gardens in kings cross

 

 

2 am, the dandelion is still.
Quiet whispers becoming nil.
2 am, when drunks stagger home.
Loneliness becomes a foe.
2 am, the water is still.
Dreams fade to nothing.
Fears become real.

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