{"id":2513,"date":"2014-04-22T18:18:23","date_gmt":"2014-04-22T18:18:23","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?page_id=2513"},"modified":"2014-04-22T18:18:23","modified_gmt":"2014-04-22T18:18:23","slug":"liam-campbell-april-2014","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/archives\/liam-campbell-april-2014\/","title":{"rendered":"Liam Campbell, April 2014"},"content":{"rendered":"

The bowling green<\/strong><\/p>\n

A once well kept place full
\nof energy and fun.Where
\nas kids we would watch
\nthe pensioners play for
\nhours. We laughed at their
\ncoloured shirts and crisp white
\ntrousers with faded skid marks
\nRemember?<\/p>\n

Focussed,serious,
\nin the zone they
\nwould play to the death
\nquite literally,
\nlike the time that ambulance came
\nand the attendant called us ghouls.
\nRemember?<\/p>\n

We grew apart over the years,
\nonly bumping into each other occasionally.
\nSocial media giving us an imaginary closeness.
\nthe odd text message to check pulses.
\nI know we both didn’t
\nwant that to happen. We ignored each
\nother in the shop that time. Why was that?
\nRemember?<\/p>\n

I went back the other day,
\nthe place has grew wild, wine bottles
\nstrewn across the grass, only filling
\nthe gaps between the dog shit. The attendant is long
\ngone, his memorial bench half burnt and full of graffiti
\nI saw you
\nthere chasing the dragon like we used to chase
\nthe jack.
\nI doubt if you’d
\nRemember.<\/p>\n

 <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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