The Mundane, Sublime and Fantastical: 165 New Poems (100-105)

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Your fingers & mine are already locked

& in a moment we shall overcome

the trials of an unlocked poem



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as a title

as me hovering over you

as the September moon

close but not quite there



your eyes are already languid

& we haven’t even started to write


This poem will not respect our commitment

to dignity

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Twenty four hours

& I’m already forgetting

even as I hang on to you


Two days, ten years, a minute ago

I can’t remember what your kisses used to mean


What’s your excuse?



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Time appears this morning like an errant sun

& yet we know

we know it’s not going anywhere


It’s us spinning ourselves around it

telling stories that hold us together

by need

& us going on & on & on in the same sweet spot


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The moon blows back  compensatory myths

out of colour

night skies full of incompassionate stars

– these are everlasting points of equality


Under this we’re spun the same way

& we dream.