Resonance
Of stirrup and Anvil
Ringing
Masking the silence
Of the night
Replaying
The observation
Of encounter
Fleeting
Yet sustained
Where silence,
Desired
Is elusive
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I walked from Bourke
Past multiple blue flashes
Of tram wires arcing
Plaques on walls
Descriptive, yet cryptic.
Wine bars
Other assorted venues
Some Medical,
Some medicinal
Some Arcane and
Some archaic.
I stopped
Room repeated
Any city, any place
Except for the sound
Of click clack
And bell passing
Tracing the the tram track