Martins Bank Building
As I walk up Water Street
The wind blows off the river
A paradox: that to move forward in space and time
I must cast my mind
Doors carved in bronze verdigris
I picture you finishing for the day:
exit only from the right, down the steps.
Or, did you use the other door out
onto Exchange Flags
where the brass letterbox
has one hinge broken?
The pavement that surrounds this building
is a palimpsest.
I would willingly kneel here -
scratch this surface for the tiniest trace.