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I was watching TV and I thought how could you believe those things about me – washing machine – thud of street – flags arching over berwick – hearsay –

I admit, I find that stupid

And my elven ears listening, my beliefs of you, clashing with fears – laughing – talking to – climbing above Berwick’s village idiots –

Us two –

Where’s your compass, g?

In heaven I tend the birds and bees, practise ma – read poetry – laughing with my mother – smiling with the earth

Things in life I do, just the same – in heaven everyday

Yet, lacking you, heaven lacks everything…

If in heaven my eyes were just the same –

Blessed and looking at you –

Blue – green – hazel – now brown – now blue –

The earth smiling, in me, with me now, at you

Then you’d be living life in heaven, here on earth, just the same

Blinking –

For heavens no different from me – yet – are you for real, looking right now – not at me –

Denying heaven its beauty?

Could it be both us forgo a life in heaven, ignorant of the other

Could it be, I’ve always thought myself clever, atop a mountain,

And realise heaven is lonely – when I look at you?

To not be looking at you now-

I admit, I find that stupid