Better Alone

For S. L.

Besser allein als in schlechter
gesellschaft

Better alone than ill? Not quite –
we cannot [so fluently] interpret
our words [Dachshund!] instead
we explore with our minds & so
find better rationales – Your dog
chases ducks – pull ‘er back from
those moorhens! [Not one of my
finest lines of English poesy] On
arse-rubbed-at-sandstone there
is time to climb from walkers &
threats of cross-infection [but –
we don’t adhere to 6ft distance –
no judging others] Hold me – so
I can smell your hair & neck just
long enough to have something
to take to my bed – let me speak
& use my words to encheer you
[plain English does not suit you]