Avoidance

[Mustard]

Deep

Is the ocean,

Floor to ceiling.

Mermen

Swimming inquisitively

At Port Soderick.

Lost the way

To Castletown,

Lost a way

Of finding it easily

When stars

Light the sky.

 

Yet in the blink

Of an eye

And the blink

Of a mind's eye,

A short

Hop to the shop,

At the foot of the hill,

With the purple curtains

Green walls

Bright display cases,

Possible

To know the impossible.

 

Crows

At Dawn.

A castle rebuilt.

Tramlines

Ironed on trousers.

Bad wifery.

Won't ask again then.

Nothing disturbing

Complicated simplicity.

Tea or port

Should the storm...

Ice and lemon.