Thursday, 3 March 2016

Prologue 1

(NB. Prologue 1 is the first part focusing on some rough sleepers near what maybe Manchester Victoria Train Station) 

Shaping movements
On most nights
You would see four of them
Huddled together
Just out of sight
In the boarded up old station

Shaking like tiny mammals
In the heart of winter
As the snow
Never ceased tapping
On the boards
Like postmen

Trying to get inside
To join them
Away from the nightmare
Lingering all
Over the streets above

Hidden in plain sight.

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