How to Sell

She lifted one of his pillows
to fill her long-emptied space
Another shift to save her blushes
before an observant estate agent
stood before their split double bed

His leaning tower of to-iron
had been put away and hidden -
nothing stands for long enough
He will return his . . .

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Our Nation’s Favourite

Under vintage leafless beeches
you gauged your variations of steps -
it was too easy to tread unevenly
on a path of cross-hatchings

and line workings against sunlight -
there you dipped into a greyed intensity
of illustrative shadowing - losing our dog -
briefly - in a denser pencilled place

Then sweet eyewashes . . .

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Estate Agents

Your virgin fence panels went up
on both sides of our scored land
as flimsy ramparts to mark

your own extents and hard edges
before our house - our home - was split
by an auction - of sorts - of blind bids

You tipped complaining barrows of earth
into a hired skip and . . .

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