08
Apr
11

For a boy out west

For a boy out west
He plays out the same three nights
on an outback cinema screen
finding the shape of the face he once
knew in the stars, and using fingertips
thick with timber kisses to move
in his mind’s eye, so tenderly,
that he’s barely moving them at all
travelling that pair of hips, more than
once, using the roadmaps in his hands
to find a way through his mind
then wrapping the last of love
like a winding sheet close to his bones,
to bind the thought to his body
and when sleep passes him over,
he lies awake, just breathing.
anaesthetised beneath the night sounds.

© 2011 Vanessa Page

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