Outside the day holds out its hands
invites the night
a dog barks
on the mantle the clock ticks
on the mantle the clock ticks
The room dissolves from its corners
rug, armchair, wallpaper
weeping into darkness
rug, armchair, wallpaper
weeping into darkness
She switches on the lamp where she sits
custard light spools out across the table
custard light spools out across the table
her lap and her open book
He rises stiffly
lifts his sciatic walking stick
guides the edges of the curtains
lifts his sciatic walking stick
guides the edges of the curtains
to meet across the thickening evening
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