
I inhabit other’s
lives:
sea vista
empty room
lies travelling.
I turn in alleyway
ever glance behind
to road I didn’t
take.
The dead call out
to me
ask for flesh
on their story
eyes that lived
& loved,
need more than
half heard memory.
I dwell in other’s
minds,
while my own
floats free
like ignoble
hover bee
strictly
seasonal.
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Five a.m. planes shuffle
push & slide as time
loops from my
fingertips:
you sleep in
another’s bed
head cradled
by the night
splash of sun
at dawn.
The children
concertina
riding their own
projectory,
& the sea is in
my thoughts
demands I shred
these London
days;
head for the horizon
where the whales
sing:
where the big dipper
signs my name
silently
in starlight.
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Rose petals
crushed
in summer storm
earth returns
to loam.
You think I
don’t notice
pieces
of your heart
flesh & blood
shed for me.
You find me
cruel,
courtesy a slip
to disinterest;
I’m buying time
all mine:
none left for love
to cloy & burn
scoop out
my entrails.
I’m running free
fire poker red
waving
in the breeze
twice born
I vanish.
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