Early train, midland city
You are bright new red hair
dyed so sunlight leaks through. singes your scalp.
And eyelashes. Yeah. Not from me.
after, oh, some years,
see blue. Silver threaded; long insect-eyes,
Both of us.you don’t sleep till 4,
I sleep, then at 3, 4 am wide-awake. four hours,
put this down to my lioness protection
of you, girl. Nearly nine months gone, awoken
by a gate creaking at 3, 4am,
saw the man in the garden,
haven’t slept properly since.
In Birmingham Bull -Ring we kept losing our way.
Walked in circles. The clothes,
my love, were gorgeous.