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Frost

The taxi cars side
By my side
Illuminate the night
and I am hiding
in the dark
on this dirty strip of gutter
You told me to meet you
In the carpark
I waited an hour
That’s an hour too long
And it was cold
I pulled my dress down
Over my knees
And chattered teeth
Watching the drunkards
At the end of the street
Waiting for you to part
Through the crowd
Like an apparition
And save me from
This rejection.

Jesse Falk