the valley, out to sea,
red amoeba, cold and jelly,
time hung, drill to core,
like 49, when gold met Alice,
pit props bend, yellow sand
drips away, lets go, crushes
old nerve fibre, island cell,
slice a cross, knife through cake,
back at tea in Rugby Road,
with uncle Jeff, his motor
parked up by the kerb,
laid to peace in turf and dreams,
blazing fire, rockets rock, bangers fly,
lolly wrappers, green stick willow
does not flame, will not burn clean,
it's only smoke to cut your eyes,
and we all die, and rise again,
beware of those who never die
~ ~ ~
only a kid
sent away
I was
some field
canvas
other kids
baa baa black sheep
wait for it to get dark
dark to read the story
our last night party turns
face with felt pen blood
bruises
wait for it to get real
ly dark