Somewhere <br />in the back of beyond <br /> <br />we walk down <br />these dark streets <br /> <br />glinting with rain <br />& dreams <br /> <br />a thousand stories <br />(ours only one of them) <br /> <br />I pull you <br />near <br />whisper <br />in your ear <br /> <br />what I would like to do <br />with you. <br /> <br />You blush <br />& smile <br />& nod. <br /> <br />“What...here? ” <br /> <br />“Here &...now? ” <br /> <br />“Why not...why ever not! ” <br /> <br />thinking we are hidden <br />we put on quite a performance <br /> <br />for the well hidden <br />CCTV <br /> <br />it totally <br />aware of us <br />we totally <br />unaware of it <br /> <br />until we come <br />to the end <br /> <br />fixing our hair <br />straightening our clothes <br /> <br />we give the camera <br />a friendly wave <br /> <br />fade <br /> <br />back into the night <br /> <br />leaving only the silence <br /> <br />broken by an ambulance siren <br /> <br />only one <br />of a thousand stories <br /> <br />that can be told.<br /><br />Dónall Dempsey<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/blue-movie/
