by Raewyn Alexander

in a crowd and almost followed some other me disappears no one nearby understands your half-turn towards a what-if it really is her? pale hair or way of walking would you shout a word only we know? choice phrases bounce through space zig zag and zip before now we’d find ESP

I’d hear your accent in traffic noise
but nothing does suit us
no one has to meet
that nowhere river we’re in
spilling downhill to blue ocean
could sing the song
mermaids do

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