We walk the waterline at sunrise
A guy with a steadicam backsteps ahead
He captures our romantic
desolation
bereavement
– everything's returning to normal
I'll be here next year, as usual
You'll be gone –
as good as
I pack up my notebooks and papers
wrap them in the shirt you gave me
as a keepsake
I stand on the headland
listening to the skup
of the waves
A simple dedication
~ ~ ~
Hypocrisy and Hippopotami
Bleedin hippo
bit me in two
in to two pieces
shed me faeces
I did, whilst his
brothers and sisters
gawped in glee
at me bifurcation
I've been bifurcated
I frickin cried
Herbivorous!?
My backside!