A wisp of dusk, personified
Or should I say, ‘animalified’
It grieves me, Bat
That you have died
Tag: FRIENDSHIP
Brighton Clock Tower, Redecorated, Poetry by Anna Tizard
I covered the clock tower with clocks and clicking watches
I did it for her.
Her mind is not unkind but she lives in space-place
outside of time.
It means she’s always late
which for we who wait is obviously
not great.
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