2054: Before l Go

I’d have to use Blackfriars
Bridge – London – if asked
to name it [I cannot recall
when I last crossed by it] –

I swam benign widths [in
my day] – slipping grassy
banks in Surrey – My last
view would be of a tower

with OXO emblazoned on
it [as I drank gravy-brown
water – best spat out – but
not optional if drowning] –

I would have climbed up a
parapet & jumped with my
arms flung wide – crucified
by that drop – not killed by

that shock of cold water on
my body from muddy flows
of crumbled cubes – sent to
a cool morgue by drowning

 

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