ParadeA Poem by Matthew CloughOur
eyes they
met
they
met with
a fasssst
splaSH! in
the style
of
rain Kissing pavement.
Lovers they
say
time
slows to
a lazy
c
r a
w l
in
those seconds
of
blissss.
But
no, not
at all
for
time
it
went right
on
t
. i . c . k . i . n . g
as
we past.
And
you
the
girl in
the
yellow
sundress
on
a tuesday in
january
were
goneeee like
yesterday.
Our
hearts they
met
they
met with
a b e a t t t
like the
tap on
timpani
rOund
& full buh
dum.
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