2020-08-02 – No Body


flat eyes raining sorry
won’t wash this
layer off,

wring my stale water
from a face-cloth,

bleach all brandy kisses
from my holy

then bring me the river and
hold my face under until
bottom’s within reach,

nobody can see me,
as no body washed up
on the beach


no body leaves no messes where-
other drifter steps litter, shells
shiver and crack,

into sea’s foggy tide, casts
beacon’s keener eye,

as sea of nothing
waves me back.

Grumpy Gorman

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