The wind is dropping, near / silence, except blood surging / through veins, a scrabble / behind the skirting.
i go to bed early
/ to catch up on my sleep
/ but my sleep
/ is a slippery customer
/ it bobs and…
When despair for the world grows in me
/ and I wake in the night at the least sound
/ in fear of what…
There are worse things than having behaved foolishly in public.
/ There are worse things than these miniature betrayals,
/ committed or endured or…