Submarine

Over time

The photos left their frames behind

But I

Lay shipwrecked in your arms

Silver ash

Clinging to your lips were chapped

The bath

Began to overflow

Darting like fishes

The rain fell in ribbons

I lost my hands about your hair

In awnings we glistened

Come morning, I miss them

And it's all in colour

Idol eyes

Ticket stubs, and poster boys

Destroyed

The blazes scorched the lawn

Submarine

Soaking in another dream

You seem

More vivid than you are

Matthew Herd