1AM TOKYO: IN A PLACE & TIME

In a place and time
In a place and time, you are no longer mine
A thousand memories, but they are only memories
To fade away
Into your suppressant mind
Time is at a stand still
To go back
Would be a dream
But it would not be the same
It is never the same.
Cold wind chills
A storm on the horizon
Clouds that move in a vacant stand still
As if time has stopped
But you are still breathing, are you not?
To inhale the fresh seaforth air
Rare amongst the sky scrappers, of the city line
Waves crash along the shore line
Angry
Anger from the wild wind blows
Anguish
Moods that change from glee
Unhappiness
Surrounding
Grey is the colour
But the seasons pass
They long for the summer
To come soon enough.
 



 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 
Photography and words by Sarah-Jane Rugg
 





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