Poetry

These old theatre seats

these old theatre seats
are rusty at the base,
the blue vinyl
has faded to grey,
they’re not where
they used to be.
looking over
the western hills
to a wet sunset,
a sliver
of clear orange sky
beneath the heaviest
of dark clouds,
the sounds of children
talking nonsense
on the steps
of the almost derelict
house across the street,
I realise there is
nowhere else.
these old theatre seats
are comfortable
and a good place
to look out.

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