In the Gaps

In the Gaps

In the gaps
between notes, he plays
a different tune,
changes the key
and makes us dance.

In the silence
he creates shapes;
a space for dreams
that hits us like waves
and makes us sing.

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Spaces

Deep in the night
Between last orders
And first light
Gods wander the city
Stealing dreams.
Pass them by,
If you see them
Do not stop or stare
Do not dare them
They are not at play.
They own this ground
From slick kerb
to guttered edge and
In between.
All the spaces.

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