Velleity

1
Indefinite destinations 
in slow-motion 
will be our lot, yours too

the laid-back hours 
drift away 
she sits in a sun-alcove 

overlooking outside 
her smile park-like, 
a late afternoon 


2
will soon sit with her
she is musing 
about the word soma
 
and what the body eventually
for you can do.
The white night

will come along with
gender-fluid angels 
to find us phone 0800 929 929

3
we all need to play
our part,
in any spare half-hour

she likes to arrange cut foliage
and think of ways
to remake time

shhhhhh…
this is a quiet zone
the quiet time 

4
tulip tassels
hardly help;
half-dressed in a gown

she is an audience
to her own light
her own abundance,

her half-smile 
her half-wait
she knows dawn’s condolences.

arthur fairley