Here – I have been orange-dotted
as if another fungal-blighted tree
Spotted on for obvious lesions… /
A loosened thought
was unexpectedly set adrift
like a sea-wetted sandal
sucked into whisked white foam… /
A decade mislaid since his
lingering disappearance
then Latin’s alphabet surfaced
across a white stone – struck
below a dusty Israeli suburb
…/
you you spoke far too soon
’bout your last sandman
’bout that last sandman
’bout your spare fuck man… /
In another waking moment –
with five AM forcing light outside –
my conscious breath found an angel’s littered question … /
I scare sheep
far too easily
to become
a true Welshman …/
It is not always possible to shake off worn things
such as tightening bonds or shortening memories …/
Euphoria is only possible
by uncoupling from affray
She rolled me over so far
that I am now low… /