[3 February 2020]
Fall safe with me,
Fall neatly spaced in two white lines
The weight of this and that and now is
greater than it is ever was or ever
could be. If only I could take the time to
know it in its certainty.
Some day I’ll find you,
underneath the oak or the
ash or the old yew tree.
I heard you,
heart stop clean in two white lines