Night Walk
I am not thinking, or walking for any reason
though I calculate these steps.
the madness in me
is breathing
in the silent hours
I see the air
does not belong to anyone, lost
against the freezing skin
I am still not tired enough
to sleep.
and if my blood runs
it is not accidental
from where I am standing
the damage is immeasurable
no one on the road at 4am
listening
to the cars approaching.
- Robbie Coburn 2016
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