Love Poems

	Daybreak They were leaning against the steel A leathery hide and a penny pincher A fragile man and his circus mutt Passing people were as ghostly as air As relevant here as a family name Only the polished glass applauded Yet it was only him staring oddly back Shrugging at the missing humanity Raising a two-fingered salute to it The bitch squatted obediently, eyes bold Like headlamps upon a waning smile Lighting every song with a snap He threw a stream of spleen-coloured words The way a farmer would cast wishes Longing for spring's hysteria But no eye caught this sorry role-play Nobody saw in the old man's trick The fear of the blind leading nowhere Nobody saw the dog pissing on the man Or the man hissing at the jelly dark Or the twin heaps of freshly-dug earth That mushroomed from the saturated ground Or the absent headstones that whined As faithfully as the westerly wind © David Incoll 2001
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