These are the edges full of mediaeval dragons tightly curled,
Where the sunsets and the daybreaks sit as bookends to the world,
Where the overlapping boundaries lie down in knotted seams,
Full of stations steeped in folklore where sad endings turn to dreams,
Where the norm bleeds into abnormality and secret lives
Beyond our day-to-day existence make the margins come alive.
These are the towpaths in the grey fog where the insubstantial sun
Illuminates the hope at world’s end when reality is done.


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