Endemic scars
Berate your eyelids soundless sigh
Ingrained speech marks
A knife blade drawn through every line
Your clouded earth spun bright lies round our son
And-yet-these light schemes smothered the heir from our lungs
Contorted smile
A fix of pleasure flecked with bile
A rough joyride
Reclined seats, blind to life
I hear your voice, it’s cigarettes and tears
I fear you choice regrets my best-loved years
I burnt my albums of you
Etched onto a disk
of many hues
A trip through slick petrol licks
Faded marks re-colour you
I sleep in dreams you had
A slump sensationalised
And wake to apertures
Falling from your Kodak eyes