Watching Dirk, bad and beautiful
in the Blue Lamp -
beauty is never comfortable; and in a man of course
entirely gratuitous. What can you do with it? Gaze at it,
guard it, fuck it, watch it, outstare it; wait for it
to fade or thicken into something easier to bear.
The Impossibility of Loving The New Neighbours
Hacking through a wild paradise to replace the bramble
with concrete, poisoning the silver birch,
You haven't got cats have you?
Clocking my dressing gown at midday
over the low fence which makes bad neighbours.