I could see love with my ears closed whilst
watching a conversation one word in front,
opposite a young farmer orders a dirty pint,
I'd never met one,
...
There is no line - (physical)
for that which separates us,
perhaps a gene
mathematical,
...
Watching windsock's demands
neither credentials
nor camouflage
no experience required
...
It must be so,
that I am pupating
albeit without the privacy of a cocoon,
maturing in full view,
...
Eight Till Twelve
I could see love with my ears closed whilst
watching a conversation one word in front,
opposite a young farmer orders a dirty pint,
I'd never met one,
later I found his constitution
spread across a tiled floor.
As the takings are unrolled to three metres,
déjà vu takes me to a time I had not trusted myself,
secretly, a twenty one milligram patch leaches the
drug of necessity into my breast,
and I favour my nails to pistachio,
and a nick in the waitress's tights
to channel nintey-six post watershed.