Jaded Phalange
Four in the morning;
radio off.
Silent sleep till…
Listful, churning daybreak
Nina ticks the boxes: arms,
Legs, eyes, souls all present
Incorrect but nonetheless…
Moon waiting, peeved, tapping
On the hollow roof, leaning on stack
And ridge tiles like a lazy bailiff
Time for mass critical
Time to bind leviathan
With mistletoe and
Gossamer cupidity
