Arrows
I remember when it was like
Arrows in the sky
All mist and merging.
We would lay
Listening to music and lie.
Looking at each other.
But you remembered suddenly,
Didn't you?
That you had left your shoes
Outside another door.
Your hands deep in pockets,
You dragged your feet to meet me
In the art gallery.
We remarked on the heat
Of the French gardens in the paintings
The respite of green pools –
A hot summer ahead had you planned
Without me.
Now
We are disjointed.
Hips backward and triangling,
Into an empty annex
That used to house
A younger you
Who snuck off at supper time
To smoke cigarettes out across the courtyard.
And when I dug into you now,
You didn’t want to watch
Or hear new sounds.
You asked me to shut off the light.
For tomorrow,
You had to be somewhere, remember?
Its different.
Love,
You said.
And we cant hold onto things
On the outside.
But I knew it was all consuming –
Love.
And should have held us up.
So I buried my
Little claws in sanded memories
Landed in an ocean
Far from this Bermondsey place.
My mind aches
Because your thoughts don’t sit still enough.
They are counting,
Multiplying,
Dividing us,
And pulling you elsewhere.