In the peripheral

Of crescents

Cul-de-sacs

Disrespected alleyways

Lost behind dull signs

Fleeting

In reflections

The unfathomable

Memory Vapour

Often distant

Sometimes fading

Throbbing vibrantly

Forever fading

In tangent

With the pulse

Of those

Who

Project them

Still touch

The finest hairs

Of the passer-by

The unknowing