It was a path from another time,
Your enquiry made of an ant-marched line…

I build walls
move buildings
align chairs …/

We will now stand scared,
because of you:
Cursing Europe’s
unlocked sea-view.
…..

Sunrise not yet strained
over my unlit house;
under that roof sleeps
a large sweet percentage of my reason
to stand at my designs and effort..

The summer showers,
(dried peas on the roof),
woke me to pre-dawn light.
A visit to the loo..

This day is unsteady,
an earthquake,
instead of a tremor,
as I am walked
by the all-pull-dog ..