No Outside

I cycled home through empty roads
under dead lights haunted by the ghosts
of cars and houses with dark curtains
tyres whispering on the tarmac
everything in memory is sweet and sad

climbed the wall and stood by the water
streetlights glittering above and below
a bird fluttered over the surface
bats arcing silently over the rooftops
while I stared into empty kitchens and gardens

taste of beer and chocolate on my tongue
stars blurred through mist and space
silent like swimming underwater
holding my breath to try and stop time
standing on the wet grass like a stranger