Thursday, 21 February 2013

N

this is something
I never
ever
want to
repeat
and I hear
you're going out
there, to
prospect for
gold and
my tooth
howls beneath
the black cloth:
an island in
the eb and
flow of
time and
tide
and I wonder
if I should
pack up and
follow suit
or if I'm
even capable
of such an
act.