Allowance

I hope it's temporary
but you keep on

My disappointment stacks up
like undigested beef

I've rolled you over and over
tried to turn poison into nutrient
punished myself to learn good

Like an orphan I met
your outstretched hand
Fingers with rings picked
my pockets



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Café Table

The outside café table
near the steps
down to the Gents
is shadowed by men
who loiter
in the aroma
of disinfectant
and bacon

Jesus once
wrote psalms here
blessed air
Later crossed over
from Pembrokeshire
to Ireland



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