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i made you up

i am
passing by strangers
circles and lines and rectangles of
crowds gather the narrow pebble streets
disordered against uneven discoloured shops;
tiny thin doors sitting downhill carrying windows

looking down on me.

down the Royal Mile
starting with the castle
connecting to a palace
enclosed by a seat on a hill
Arthur's Seat
drowned out by 5am fog
and i
disappear.

all there is
are the voices yet
none of them match up;
i. shop
a boy hugging a stuffed bear
with mother saying, "c'est tres chere!"
while the lady takes it away with, "cheers!"
ii. sidewalk
a girl dragging a jump rope
with grandmother insisting, "we must go!"
while she stamps on her shoelaces.
iii. park
a couple shuffling on a blanket
with boy leaning forward without a word
while the girl closed her eyes


but where am i,
still streets away from the Circus
a car cutting right in front,
one foot still on sidewalk
because i had forgotten to look to my left
(yet again)


on the way home i decided
there was a reason
there was something
odd about everyday.
i noted the toilet seat cover
i found tucked beside the curb
of a busy street.


I started making this up while Katrina visited me in Edinburgh yesterday. I made two whole trips to the train station. I made it.

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