In school you learn about the traffic lights
Green, yellow, red
Go, slow down, stop
Though yellow was always called amber
And I never understood why
It was clearly just yellow
Why does it need a fancy word when red and green are stuck with red and green
But I've worked it out now
I've gotten the joke-
For traffic lights
amber means slow because
Amber is slow
Slow like resin oozing from trees
Slow like resin solidifying
Slow like fossilisation
Slow like amber preserving bugs and plants and DNA for thousands of years
Millions
Life and living
The most solid form of memory
The most tangible slice of time
To be held and watched and kept safe
To have both happened and be happening
Time is so slow
Slow like
The lights outside guiding the drunk and tired home
From green and movement and red and heat and blue and music and chatter
The amber street lamps
Slowly
Illuminating the streets
Softening the edges
Slowly
Seeping into my garden
Into the only outside that’s mine
I meet amber
Slowing me down
Slowing everything down
So slow this has already happened
and will happen again
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