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Glimpses - such as those ,
figures
Caught on camera,
in the back.
Blurry face, unknown name.
Number.
As much,
known about them.
As those you would snatch a
moment off
In a supermarket queue
A slice of a man
bumped into in the -
Fish monger's apron sticking out of a handbag?
Large brown file under a vanishing arm
These are people, I think I have seen.
Seems to be,
No car to bring you back in -
I can still almost picture the word on it?
Whispers about -
"A Doctor, one I work with,"
Groans about -
"The Doctor, well, I've never met him,"
Had to have seen a swishing coat.
Must have seen a trail of quiet foot prints?
There will be no (Divorce)
work party.
One man, with his abstract picture,
Or uncompleted jigsaw,
Of a team of people,
he has been told nothing about.
(He's heard enough though.
And doesn't bloody need to know anything else,
as long as the shadows,
are safe)