we sat in the yard all night
and set off
black fireworks.
you & me
fat sparks raining down upon us
in an oil spill of light.
gradually you turn to me,
cloaked in that thin greasy slick
and my shivering body just
disappears
a nib
dipped into the darkest ink.
i like the way you do black
and i’m back
btw
welcome home baby!!!!
we must hang out in dulwich hill very soon.