'Alcohol Related' Poem by Marty McKenna

i am watching the dappled light
from the trees by my window
swim on my duvet
and turn into water;

listening to the bell jar on my kindle

as the news comes through.

she died of ‘alcohol related'
in his arms. dear god! the shock!
i say the best i can to comfort him
but it's never enough,

trite truth, nevertheless warm
and white, has folds and creases.
my heart skips a beat, then another.
ten minutes to opening time.

first published by 'manifest anthology'
appears in the chapbook 'sleeve notes'