It’s been a long
time
Since –
Saw your sudden face
In glimpse –
Shocked head turn
Your visage
Grey – tinged with
those forever
Blue eyes.
The light
Surrounding
crystal white
clear –
Like you’d polished
Every surface with
Crystal polished cloth
White –
Scrubbed, scuff
Marks –
Clean.
All these years
We’ve
Been
Separate pieces.
Dedicated your time
To looking at
The mark.
Assessed its
Need.
Thought –
How to rub its surface clean.
Crossed your mind:
that you could
buy me
Chunky gold bracelet
that would sit over large
Flattering my
Thin bony
Beautiful
wrist.
Pocket poor
decided to dedicate
homage to
Memories –
Ours.
Rotten, raucous,
Back room bar off
The Holloway Road
Where you
Me –
Shoulder to
Shoulder
Collied
In whisky, wine,
Tears in the lifetime since.
Bereft for
The tragedy you
Befit me.
Now –
I see you stretch your
Back like a cat.
Stella McHugh – Writer 
Thank you CV, YR and Sebastian for your reading of works. Like most artists, I write when I am not taken up with life in the outer world. Therapy path is going well. Sending thoughts. Stella
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