smoke from my 4th spliff
disappearing with dust
into the air beyond
where the black cat
scratches its paws
against the tree
& I remember again
the things you said
& the things we did
before I ended up
here at 5.23am
on the backsteps
half a stone thinner
with a glass of red
& a £2.59 bottle
of Sainsbury’s cider
3 litres new & improved
to carry me further
than any country
where you roam
with your skin
I cry for
BRENDAN CLEARY
From weightless
http://www.tall-lighthouse.co.uk/publications.html#weight
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