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The Condition 5


let us go then you and

I because when you mutter I retreat

it’s like this every night but I still

write love poems for you I mean

I still read love poems to you

I mean I still steal love poems for

you or regret or I read them

to the evening to make it

turn to night I read them to

usernames I tell not to linger

I tell to meet me in the streets

I describe deserted streets

I type how old I am when I tell

you how old I am you say I know

when I say we should go you and I

you say we’ll drown a child’s voice

wakes us she can do different voices

now when I pull the bed sheets away

you’re not there when I go to the window

I can hear an inhuman voice singing

you turn towards me I read stolen words

until dusk you never question trust


About michaeleganpoetry

Liverpool based poet and editor. I have had four pamphlets of poetry published, most recently After Stikklestad (Knives, Forks and Spoons Press, 2010). Penned in the Margins published my first collection, Steak & Stations, in 2010.

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