Coral Hull: Poetry: Holy City: The Canal Contemplations: 3. The social worker speaks into his pocket like it was a dictaphone

I MACKENZIE KNIGHT I A CHILD OF WRATH A GOD OF LOVE I FALLEN ANGELS EXPOSED I

CORAL HULL: HOLY CITY
The Canal Contemplations

3.

The social worker speaks into his pocket like it was a dictaphone:

The faces shone so dimly there, like stars in a well.
As we look into your lives, we look back into time.

I was sent here to produce an accurate record,
to predict a child's movement across the canals.

    

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