JUST TO BE AWARE
Sun fired feet colder still than
The face watery under years asking
For forgiveness over garden fence pellucid vegetable patch
unfolding plastic mini museum
Treasure hunting roman mud.
The vehicle of the body
Driven by what you know or don’t understand
Is an attempt to remember; to bolster character this case study
This casement laid down by alcoholic insecurity
what you know gleaned or gained,
Form sudden thoughts of nights dead headed
Sprouting out of mossy dew mornings
of fog lifting to name three things
You remember, have a nice life departure running out to a waiting lift
Throw possessions in the back, drive on
Walking through the village watching temporary traffic lights blink like eyes up
And down the wind on the masts clang such a warm sound on a cold night
So detached it’s frightening so strange
Almost unbelievable now
Rushing in across the flat peninsular nuclear lights aglow
Each one in their warm house just a few feet away
Steady in that doorway pull
Up a blanket suspend the rising tide
Back here again as always floating
Into the night.
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