Afterlife
Late nights like unopened letters
the fold coming unstuck
from this one in the moist air
the message made prescient
by the way in which a wave
lifting from the surface of itself
could be lifted further
enough to reach into it and grasp
from under its erratic stars
the unwritten hour before dawn
Void Studies. Picador, 2016.
Void Studies. Picador, 2016.
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