In Surrey
many things are found
in the form of
people and places
and sometimes
people in places,
in darkened pubs and bars
lit by candles
and cigarette butts
of unnerved smokers.
Sometimes you meet
a person in a place
under unexpected
circumstances
and you weren't ready
so they catch you off-guard
and you're left gaping
and frightened
of the unknown
and the unpredictability
that only time will unveil.
So, sorry my friend
you left too soon
under your own
circumstance, but
there was so much that
came after you went
that to talk about it
would be undermine its
significance because here
in Surrey is a story
that begins so suddenly
that neither person nor place
can wholly explain.
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