10.08.25
You have acquired ghosts imagined
fragile tearing how our skin can be
someone else's constant blame
the skylight over the ridge
the wheat motifs
brain-sicked architraves
inset wound from door to wall
the regional design award
you put it in your mouth
stealing it back the birdsong etc
conversations wronging
beyond the language needed to help
you a breaking ultimatum
the dispensations vesica-shaped
antiphonal light knocking
against us tonight Orbital ceiling
the faded grey the flung up sick
in arable field’s my heart slope
curved body blind apart coranichs
from small continuous clerestories
pelted us to the Ichthys
mhaimeo your
Sun squared moon.
