Paul Sutton - Poem

Paul Sutton

Canine Losers

How their dogs bark at night
sometimes on dark estates 
other times running by rails
far into empty lands where
dreams wait like friends
who died before you saw 
them growing leaving just 
lost fractions from old lives
shared in new towns vast 
boulevards open to those
blue autumn schooldays 
where the year falls
the late sun fools 
us things last. 






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