They built a bypass
through the middle of the cemetery
and a few council offices
which they later sold as luxury apartments
but when it rains, bones stick up
through the floorboards
and skulls gargle like a choir from hell
Mr Jones, though, was relocated
100 yards away from his wife
Sometimes you can hear him calling out
to see if she's OK
~ ~ ~
Between you and him
I've sketched my own tarot pack
stepped back into shadows
I've curled in bloodwarm dampness
cling-filmed your sex-drenched body
invisible on the bathroom floor
flooded words, sucked lush fur
knocked the angular beast
into a muddy reflection
a piece of polished steel
incorporated…
~ ~ ~
An opportunity to dream
Impression
Memory
Sensation
Form and gravity
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