Damian Garside

UNCOMMON

I repressed a poem
upon which
sublimated
the result
entirely

wondering if anything
was gained
something was lost

the mirror opposite the door
catching a flash of me leaving
and again
of my arriving

but there was nothing
in the mirror when I did
take time
to look

to strengthen the case
for argument
either for or
against
just something there seeming
to draw me inwards, wishing
to draw
me downwards

tp a place of uncommon truth
or plain emptiness

AI art based on the title of my poetry collection ZERO GRAVITY

goddess Aphrodite
is getting

ready
for love

good love sure love
soft love
hard love

both in
respect of
below

and as
regards above

my Ghana girl
born with the balance
of all
under her sign

know she is cooking fish
plantains and cassava
in her kitchen

would like to be
the menu in her kitchen

to do which, to be
which

I have to cross every
great divide but shout
whisper
she no longer
hears me

the airwaves no longer
party to any
seduction of mine