Digital Manuscript ProjectThat Time / Cette fois

[0031] that time together on the towpath with the
stream [⁁]into the sun sinking and the bits of flotsam
catching up on you and carried
away or caught in the reeds the
dead rat it looked like that day
that caught up on you and drifted
on till you could see it no more
[0034] never clear what she looked like
never turned to look at her nor
she at you always parallel like
on an axle-tree couldn't turn
your heads for a look at each other
no better than two blurs at the
limits of the fields
[0034] no touching or anything of that
kind always space between if
only a few inches no feeling to to see were you flesh
and blood no better than two wraiths
if it wasn't for the odd coo out of you
[0037] always stock still like in a daze
like that time on the stone or
that time in the sandhills stretched
out parallel in the sun gazing up
at the blue sky or the eyes
closed now the one now the other
blue dark blue dark
[0039] stirred any more than the two
knobs on a dumbbell except
the eyelids and every now &
again the lips to say your
piece
[0039] [⁁] all around too all still [⁁] all sides wherever
it might be no stir nor sound
only faintly the
leaves or the bent or the
stream against the bank as the case
might be no trace of man
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