we are half lovers 
a tincture with regret 

shadows approach and
I realise it is time to go 

but we stay to see
what it looks like from
the 

other side I extricate
myself because I like 

the process of stitching 
back together tidal 

journey after tidal 
journey I cover the 

desk in artefacts push 
aside again what is 

essential but revulsive
the writing of sweeping 

sympathies I don’t
need it but I like to 

long for it a concise 
clear list of hard facts 

is the last thing I am 
taking from you the 

rhyme of fear coming 
from his mouth I can’t 

wait for fantasies
to come true

         

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