Sunday, 30 January 2022

Wild Geese


I think you just saved me

Just now

Right now

when you left

ages ago

you just saved me

from myself

now


so now I wonder

how can I save you

As if you needed saving from anything

but from shadowy mirrors of myself

As if your light didn’t blind self-proclaimed werewolves

and sun-dried mental vampires


love and a couch

cottage warmth

screeching cords of tensed wire

and immovable souls

resting in satisfaction

dreaming of sun-dried lovelessness


Let me mute these loud echoes of this chaos

in my saved turmoiled head

whilst loving you

in silenced distance


dreaming of saving you

from the need of saving me



For Jo Beth.