Monday 11 June 2018


We click
To make the red
Go away.
It does.
Attaches itself
To us.
We become
A quivering minefield.
Do not touch.
We will disintegrate.
Take you down
With us.
***Memory of being still
While being held
Successfully erased
From disk***

First published in Peacock Journal, May 2018.

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