is a girl
who used to sleep in my bed.
she’s unburdened herself
talking about
her new man.
none of it was good news
and now
she naps.
soon she will drive away
to her real life
and I will become
lonely and afraid.
I will question
Joel on the telephone
about a tri-monthly
£7.79 direct debit
I cannot place.
and later when the news headlines
start to roll
I will feel
a horrible reassurance.
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