Cease to be myself

Reluctantly I resign

To be someone else

Drip drip drop down dale

Rain drifts in a sideways gale

Hide in a hay bale

In the moon shadow

Trees cast long dark lines above

And reel us inward

Solid lumps of clay

Levered out of the fire pit

A giant jigsaw

I don’t need a cage

I don’t need a lock and chain

Words can keep you safe

Newly stubbled fields

Glow golden as the sun bursts

This year it still hurts

With just a hammer

Everything looks like a nail

Break us to pieces

Up and down we bounce

We’re stars of the trampoline

The daily sunset