London Poem: Day 20

6 September

It was grey and cloudy,
London sat solid in bulging solitude
As we reached the peak.
Though the city moved,
Lives becoming and lives removed,
We felt as though it were only us that twirled in the dizzying fray.
But, lust dismisses the whole,
Left in fragments,
Conceited it thinks only in narrowness.
As we walked, lost,
We moved in large circles
Ultimately,
Ending where we began, still alone.

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