Tuesday, 29 September 2015

International Exiles

Of course they're not
Simulating terror
Crossing the border
From one country to the next

Vibrating in fear
through rain
and gunfire
criss-crossing into brutal rhythms
across a gutted reflection

choking on echoes

screaming walkways

Choosing to sleep in the freezing air
looking at the camera
stone eyed

Pursuing hope
before their lives ebb into pieces.

(For those at Calais) 

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