bewildered
between chainsaw & birdsong
the manure
in the mind the flowers
the earth like bread rising
the soggy haws
the fragrant sloes
I will make these days more clear
transparent
to look through & see life
between the thicket of opinion
& the taste of experience
grow small
between cracks in the pavement
between the joy the love the fear
we are still alive
this dusk of the final day
between loneliness & the solitude
I will try
to dance in the world we destroy
to be walking
alone
with you