I am abraided at five AM
to another sung summoning
of loud bird light beyond
my night-bared sash panes …/
Under a stiff corrugated sheet
was a lizard king – an envy green –
coloured in by me of your wild place …/
There – Careful – it takes us up
with a broken concrete offering
to David’s uneven heat-scratched lawn
of bastard grasses and inveterate weeds …/