‘This is OPENLAB’ by Amaara Raheem.

This is Open Lab.

This is Open Lab.

This is Open Lab.

 

This Lab is Open.

 

Never been to this Park before. Expectant. Awake.

Good Friday.

 

Wetlands and marshes. A canal runs through

us. Duck feathers fall through Olympic

 

This is Open Lab.

 

One Ring to rule them all,

One Ring to find them,

One Ring to bring them all,


And in the darkness bind them.

 

suddenly walking. Not knowing

a way, just following

no-one

This is Open Lab.

This is Open Lab.

This Lab is Open.

 

Hooray, hooray, it’s a Holy-holiday.

 

she lies for a long time on the benches,

while the rest of them peer through

holes in the concrete

 

climbs the wall in her delicate shoes, spider

webs cling to her long, black hair.

 

This is Open Lab. This.

Is open.

 

Is half a reflection caught

in a mirror ball

 

his head swallowed up in constellations of glass

 

There’s a place I know where we should go

heydiheydihoh

Won’ t you take me there your lady fair

heydiheydihoh

There’s a brook near-by the grass grows high

heydiheydihoh

Where we both can hide side by side

heydiheydihoh

 

This Lab is Open.

 

is hidden and then again, not.

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