Song of loves….
He put out the cat and the hat
Hat lost long ago
Shoes in the fridge
Polish beside the door.
Cleaned the trumeau mirror
Five drops exactly of Listerine
Where once kissed his love.
Circumvented the globe
Almost in space
Yet staring that spot on the floor.
One resplendent sun morning
When still midnight for him
Walked out
never seen again
© Andrew Lucre (6.30am Saturday Feb 3 2018)
