yesterday afternoon we were here. a few weeks ago we were where those steps end, pressing against the water-edges. these stairs seem invitation, like something could walk/slither/slide right out of the thames, up in to the city. (it might be splash-style or more scaly creature from the lagoon).
(i thought to call this post, the tides that bind us. i've got me a serious pun-paired-with- aphorism/idiom-addiction which, since it's so hard to use in poetry, seems to be spilling out here. too bad i'm supposed to be using my blog as inspiration for my actual writing. bullocks!)
love the puns! xox
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