The trees strain
The trees strain
Under the weight of being
The only sound
Is the black cat
Who sits on the wall at the corner
And points one paw lazily
In my direction
As if to say
That’s long distance love
Get used to it
The canal paths crunch
Like Christmas
Are the birds singing louder now
Or is it me
There is nobody else around
And I was the only one
Who saw the sun set tonight
