Leeds

1 a.m.

7 a.m.

alone

alarmclock

and the ale

sends fireengines

wearing off

clanging into

so quiet

my dreams

i can hear

bedroom is cold

the eggs

shufffling

i reach out

and put on

my hangover

2 a.m.

8 a.m.

i don’t miss

rain crackles

my teddybear

the flags

only you

i pour

two hands

whiskey

where its hot

over my

in a bed

cornflakes

made for two

moonshine breakfast