Of Illness and Longing
Peppered sunlight falls and settles
like blown mist.
The sticky air seeps through cocked and cracked
windows catches, glaring fierce in flakes and
moments; swarming heat.
Through Amos drops of illness and longing,
heavy and bleak draw nails and
tears, holding words rolled loosely in the
palm of a hand, clipping the clutch of such
tears on to the bend of a knuckle; the book
falls silent while he threads the phrase,
like a stitch into patchwork, to unravel
in a quiet space between illness and longing.
S.D.Brown is a writer of short fiction and poetry from the UK whose work has previously been published in The New Writer amongst others.