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Thursday, 12 February 2015

Level Ground

When I discarded everything
I did not discard the watch
Tick-tock
Tick-tock
Shock proof
The watch reminded me of you

Rooks move across the field
Gathered in rows & columns
Step-up
Step-back
The knack of it
Order not to be abused

When I distanced everything
I did it wearing these shoes
Torn-thin
Thin-torn
Worn through
The shoes reminded me of you

Rooks in flight, in flock
Swirls, loops of engagement
Roost, rabbit
Rabbit, roost
The truth of it
Absence of the sullen bruise