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Season 1.8: Bending and ticking against the pegs.
They tend to move; Right to left,
As the doors and windows whisk by
In clattering pulses.
Interruptions, passing in a blur that slows
To reveal gaps and reflections.
And slowing more still;
Until the pace is such that hips and shoulders
Are dragged in unison,
Like pebbles creeping up a beach.
Their eyes track the doors,
Like prizes on a wheel of fortune,
That clicks ever slower upon the rails.
And you stand still,
Bending and ticking against the pegs,
Slowing toward infinity,
Until you find a winner.
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Read more from Season 1…
This is the first season of Notes and Noises. If you liked this (or didn’t) why not take a quick look at some of the other posts in the series: