The Paper-Cut Poet

Poems cut by paper and paper cutting poems.

Friday, 13 May 2016

Palimpsest Pavement 1

here, not set
              in ancient stone
but tarmac trod
             and quite alone,
a footprint from
            an unknown foot
an upgrade fossil
            contemporary look
that caught my eye
            as I walked home
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