Dummy (Poetry monthly)
By Pat G
Found on one pavement: a baby's dummy,
chewy-sweet wrappers, lime mortar
from a window lintel, undefinable slime,
a shop receipt someone stood on,
shards of green bottle,
footprints I can't see. Imprints
I want to capture with a plaster mould,
cast in dull aluminium, beat
into flat sheets for an aeroplane wing.
Then I'll polish the soft metal,
watch the rivets strain as it lifts
and I'll look down on the lattice of streets.