Treasure Island

Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

A Backwards Look In The Mirror


I've seen those eyes before like pack-ice
Residuary-melting, scraped off the floor
Beats me how an addict, beats the count
And rises; from the canvas once more.

I've seen the glue-sniffers dazed, erect
Wallflowers with those same sad eyes
That says nobody even cares for me.
'Now that loves taking its leave I devise.

To drink, listen to the clink, clink—clink
Of ice till I'm once again, ready to rise'.
Gaze …eons into the future and bethink.
The love of a woman will be my prize.

Submitted: Thursday, June 21, 2012
Edited: Sunday, March 23, 2014
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