abide
let’s spill the whole yard
in stinging nettles
is it okay they
can rushsettle in
between our split feet
and the wary beehive
who forgot it got lost
there alone in the trees
just stay with me
we could keep trying
to lie and bleach bellies
under paleblinding skies
it’s safe just wait
trust we’ve got a
bit longer the
TV man promised
an end to me
he said sit tight
patterns are changing
if weather can change
well then
so can we