Conscious uncoupling
We have a new
apartment. Tiny old ruin
the sound of water
an intricate medallion.
I adored the elevator.
Startled myself.
Removed a scar from the drawer.
Josef was still at the table
slapped like an academic. His son
at the doorway kissed me. But
it was a rule of the theatre
I would still sleep at night
to the sound of the river
to the sound of the rain
to the sound of anything
and vehemently denied actions.
apartment. Tiny old ruin
the sound of water
an intricate medallion.
I adored the elevator.
Startled myself.
Removed a scar from the drawer.
Josef was still at the table
slapped like an academic. His son
at the doorway kissed me. But
it was a rule of the theatre
I would still sleep at night
to the sound of the river
to the sound of the rain
to the sound of anything
and vehemently denied actions.
Shane Strange’s writing has appeared in various print and online journals in Australia and internationally. He is the author of two chapbooks and a collection of poetry, All Suspicions Have Been Confirmed. He is publisher at Recent Work Press.