let us look at things, differently.
often, we do things, no one ever sees.
that is you and me. two of us
dancing on the sand.

it came
and went,
quickly.

adrift, will the sky at last explode, or will this hate

continue pointlessly, for  thousand thousands years.

numbers that cannot describe each particle of pain.

avoid them if you can, use other roads

then one day

the flags will find you.



turn & there

before you, before you

the flags have found you.



yellow, nodding, reminding.



the flags have found me.

it is a headstone

in the graveyard

out back.

i think it is a wreath.



the circle turns.

there is a house in the middle of the hill.



while those folk run up and down the road early

others in town wear black.

saw you laying on the sand, winded. no heart marks left.

i ask if you will die in the sun so strong.



you did not answer. the tide was out.



it did not feel hot yesterday,

windy maybe and i got burned.



i watched the sea swell

and ebb.



i returned you had not moved, sand stuck, flies came.



i could no longer see through you

you, beauty.



later that day an adder passed by on the path.

i wonder if you are known as bill like he was.



you talked about your creator and bill was mine,

& my mum.



i have talked about them before.



i feel that nature was mainly mine, not love nor purpose

as far as i can tell.



you said i listened and so i did, about life and war , power and politics

and i was sad.



sad when you mentioned the first  and then the second war. cried inside

when you talked about the ****** bombs on japan.



you suggested our histories william, while i was listening  and  you shook my hand

on the width of the old stones walls.



where i live.



i understand your faith  by bike abroad, and when asked if i believe

in our ressurection and the life to come,

i said no.



i read the bible. past tense.





little folk you said you like, i ask if you mean faeries and find you spoke of the ordinary

as do i.





i knew things would work out while i waited for the bus.



later that day i studied the timetables.