Bestriding the cliff’s great precipice
talons stained red with elephant flesh...

Near the woodland marsh,
desperate pleas gargle...

I wrap myself
in cotton compliments...

You’ve spent summers
in servitude, hearing only...

Part of me
wanted to steal...

I
When I saw...

I remove my washable
face-mask and guiltily gulp...

Calmness
Stillness...

You wielded your tongue like a dagger,
it cut across my teeth...

The moment
you stop visualising...

A snake hangs limply from a
knotted branch, its...

We rest our heads together
amongst crisp packets and empty tins...