No giraffes

No giraffe was seen today

It was there before the virus

No one, except me, seems to care

Folk now gad about and gather closely

I stay back a bit, and go around the early times

The history of different days

Of pseudo romance

Of guessing

The carnyx sounding would be a parting show

To drive me out to face the rest

Without my ancient memory

No giraffes were seen today

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About Lindsay Craik

Writer & Poet Poetry, plays and short stories
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