12 Degrees & Skiving

what began as year-long challenge has become perpetual until further notice

bitter Suite: diminishing in the rearview II

evaporating, unhooking

what with notional closeness
internet distance nostalgia’s
trappings i let nothing through
all fish netted i thought i
ought to hang on to such
a squander otherwise to toss back the haul
even the pearl-eyed dead
and gone I’d squeeze till there might
be life again until I realised I’d
become the unwitting follower modern
friendship evolved into kudos
clicks and cliques and likes
ah me lovelies for analytics
and they’re not tea and time and
if we can’t have these together
on the banks and let the schooling
fish and hours drift and flit
if a handful of true minutes
taking gillfuls of air in the sun is
just too expensive
if there are too many ifs
then i have to unhook i know
never when i should
not miss the clues
and never just once
’cause it’s a network of river bed pools
connecting only when it rains they fill
and i let go and they fill
and i breathe and they fill and some
times i wish to forget from the start
and they empty and i don’t
remember to be graceful
and they fill and they go
again trailing me
in their wake
till i must unhook
or evaporate

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