birds reflected in the gutter
looping between our heads and the clouds
a wing’s breadth of existence revealed
existence
against the flow
the only person on the riverbank walking away from town
the only person with no dog or a rugby scarf
he holds his shopping bag tight and swinging slightly
See? I have a right to exist. I have every right to be here.
I was possible
I was possible before you. I was.
But now, now.
simonsalento 