I ask her, Alexa,
for Prefab Sprout,
as I sip my coffee,
dipping in a playlist..
They tripped the village
with explosions overhead,
tipped hip flasks, brimming,
and they smoked cigarettes..
I watched a butterfly die
after I had lifted it from
the laid-up timber store..
We eulogise the dead,
but not the living;
we recall past victims,
but not the suffering..
Across passing minutes
his foul envy simmered,
with another’s wide mouth
taking her down..
Paul said that he thought
of Cornwall,
it was the sunlight
which set him..
A thousand midges dither
over the backlit willow
like dust mites indoors…
I am no more,
I am this line,
You will take it
being
no longer mine..
The developed hills of Nerja
were not designed for me
(the me now rested halfway
on ascents and descents
in and out of the old town)..