Out Of Focus

The evening light was sepia

when I looked upwards

like an old photograph

out of focus

and slightly misty

like an old photograph

of undeveloped technique.

But that was looking upwards.

Down below the sepia darkened

turning brown as primeval mud

in a frightful ancient swamp.

Not a place to bring into focus

not a place to sit 

and contemplate the sepia

of the fading light

with the foreground blackening,

becoming yet more dense

in the fading light

becoming a place to hurry through

not a place to sit 

and contemplate

the changes

of the fading light.




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