the things we touch


the things we touch ( hcuot ew sgniht eht )

sticky conker buds
in the doldrums of spring

keys in back pockets
chiming in time

pimples with a pinch
& nettles with a wince

rain upon skin
if the grey snakes in

clouds, if we climb
up a baked bean stalk

sound with a quake
as the bones vibrate

hands with a shake
coz the ‘rona’s overrated

toes with a creak
& chins with a stroke

butter fingered smoke
clutching ghost straws

hearts of lost souls
barge poles – with barge poles

sheet, if we ink
phantom tangents in fog

& cloth
when we leg it to the bog

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