Gaslight in waiting

You told me to wash my hands and yet to raise them high in wanton communion, You ridiculed us as turkeys lurking and squawking whilst you traded your fortune, You told us it wouldn’t matter if we were close, and we inhaled it in, deep. I did. For a whileI stopped, worrying in hope of

Eviction Notice

Eviction notice Once we were neighbours.  We built homes of clay, and oak. One night while I was sleeping,  you came, and took the Brick  that I had laid  close to the back door,  the one I never noticed. The next day you sold it back to me  and found you could buy two in