First of our guest poets will follow Monday or Tuesday and its a great start)
Part III
Why he agreed to
follow her
He didn’t know
After what had
happened
Back up that tunnel
At the rail station
Let alone
How he leaped
Across the air
With that shooter
Almost like his will
Was no longer his own
Or the way
She just looked at
him
With a terrified look
As he followed her
Into the old mail
tunnel
‘You don’t have to
come’
‘I know’ he responded
‘but who else would?’
answering without
realising
there was more
to both of their
words
than either of them
realised.
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