Now that you're gone, I can't quite remember which one you were - poem 3 (abroad, at sea)

Now that you're gone I can't quite remember which one you were.

I stuffed as many others between us as they could bear.

I discipline the blood across my face and look for the one who makes me the one I want to be.

Leos and lessons

Lios y lesiones.

I broke down in my car.

I seem to remember

Amid a torrent of faces.

From Sweden to Shoreham

via home, Spain and Ferring

And I missed all of you.

I sat staring at a school where I had lived a different life

(To soothe my bruise of a soul)

While on my way to a girl I don't respect.

So I drove home,

Not to reminisce,

just reheating memory.

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