Tripwires and Flares
I dreamed my way
through your tripwires and flares
an avalanche of fog and psychedelia
I've no need to hunt down love
and you neither
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Paper Boats on the Flow
You can build a stream
grey water channel
paper boats on the flow
iron bars and sand bags
or colourless water, choppy
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Kitchen
8 goldfinch tap on the window
'Thank you for thawing the pond'
I don't notice the squirrel
eating all the bird food
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They've opened the sluice gate
at the far end of the lake
–geese paddle, scrape their bellies –
to shift out the silt
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