Monday 27 January 2020

27th January 2020

birdsong
first light brings morning calls
blues and twos

© Rachel Green 2020

This message was deleted.
What did you want to say?
Is this a connection we had
lost for all time now?
Did you want to say you loved me?
despised me?
loathed my latest book?
or were you messaging for the box of stamps
I'm trying to sell for fifteen quid
or the vacuum cleaner for twenty?
Have you got a dog
you need me to look after?
a story you want to tell me
a ghost who needs re-homing?
Perhaps you came across a painting
in an old gallery catalogue;
a desire of mine
in a genie's book of pointless wishes,
or my name tattooed
on the warm
corpse of your beloved.
I'll never know
because you changed your mind.

© Rachel Green 2020

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