Thursday, 12 July 2012
Again. (2010)
Again.
I wander the park and back and forth
but all I find now are the shabby horses,
the polocks and the cheap bicyle tours,
with the bandstand torn down and the
guide sifting through his papers preparing
for another crowd.
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