the bus around
the corner changing gear
keeping night to the timetable
down the
hill
the
terminus
and back
drone of
skateboard summers
venetian
blind clang against sill
rattle
door bang
shut
chime of
grandmother clock in the hall
on the hour
through the night
rings close as close as then
like the ripple
of carillon
concertina
to first light
love 'like the ripple of carillon'!
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