my heart is in my chest

a particular siding

i feel it sometimes

when i am walking hard or eating chilli

so i avoid that last thing

mostly

pink i expect with tubes

mostly like in the pig’s hearts

mum used to buy from the butchers

for dinner

now i am vegetarian


i think that if i have a soul

it may be behind the heart

hiding

and maybe that is where my work

comes from

it seems odd that at times of rest and when all is quiet around

that i cannot hear it

nor the other workings

like lungs and veins and stomach

oh!


except the latter rumbles

early yet
I have to tell you
that
i went a different way
to avoid the usual

is it the coldest place?

no shelter, only the doorway.

she let her friend warm there while the lady opposite hid by the wall

for the 30

was travelling the other way and watched the birds

fly

over

the chapel adorned with those spikes to deter them sitting

except there

where

it perched

vocally celebrating.

corbett hotel stands empty still

deteriorating.

it came gradual some time back

no one memorised the date

at all

not at all

we felt it was not right especially

the day on the bus, remember?

over time with help from friends and durability

all came better again.

special thanks to those mentioned.

#doll
#starry

and maybe, and probably
i cannot fix it
so will look after it
admire it daily
unless it rains
james

comes a differing hue
with duck egg blue

the ironmongers in town
at one seventy nine

drawing the child with found fabrics
watching the marks come good, no dots
intended
yet they came
without warning