The scaly grey fish
soar over my sunbaked head
on the summer lake.
A fatigued moment
with fried eyes shut tight like gates
against my forearm.
Out on the doorstep
with a draught of frigid air
and a full suitcase.
At least then I’d die
when you stabbed me in the heart
with your stake of lies.
Dog Sees a Light
All his muscles tense
as the tiny light flashes
against the brick wall.
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