LIZARD

we
were in the dream
time together

watching the Dali clocks dissolve
of their own accord

time is such
a persnickety, finicky,
precise unreality

I hear it tick
trick itself into
imagining
it may
well be
a bomb

I like to watch it
slowly chip away

the statues of
what we were
washed
smooth as
river
pebbles
as you see
here now

do
you see here now?

Published by Damian Garside