Friday 31 October 2014
Thursday 30 October 2014
Wednesday 29 October 2014
Tuesday 28 October 2014
Sunday 26 October 2014
Saturday 25 October 2014
Friday 24 October 2014
Thursday 23 October 2014
Wednesday 22 October 2014
Tuesday 21 October 2014
Monday 20 October 2014
Sunday 19 October 2014
Back When
Back When
living,
you said,
on an island
like we always fantasised
back when we were young
back when life was less
complicated,
back when...
i was jealous
like you'd achieved
something
ticked the ultimate
life goal
finished the bucket
list
(did you ever write a
novel?)
and swam in the
reservoir of life
while all I ever did
was muck about in the
foetid pool
of other people's
desires
wondering where my life
went
and wanting my youth
back.
the boat was small,
piloted by a fisherman
with broken nets
who treated me like a
mad woman
though happy to accept
money
from hands lined with
experience.
your island a speck on
the horizon
growing larger with
each minute
passed in mute silence
until I could recognise
the ruin of a church
and a black flag
flapping in the breeze
by a dilapidated jetty.
he wouldn't dock
or land on the shore
of a quarantined island
your friend's dead, he
said, or soon will be
abandoned to typhoid
think yourself lucky.
and I remembered back
when
your smile, your laugh
and your promise of
forever
as I slipped from the
boat
and swam to shore.
Saturday 18 October 2014
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