i think
i’m now ready
to walk away
along the dark
townlit nightroads
no traffic just footsteps
past the steelworks
closed down and rotted
by her tinaship
get to the metro
it’s moved
find another empire
of the small times
an island
inhabited
not by egoself
thatcherist
of the wantwishwant
but someone
aware
of other people’s pain potential
is there anyone
there
who understands
leaving A before joining B
fixing or finishing
before starting
well
whatever
the poison has abated
and although
it will abide
for centuries
i do not think
it can ever
conquer
again
that thought
is the mistake
i made before
i generalised
i won’t again