Brian MacDonald
Inspiration piece
Ruth Stacey
Response
Apricot is the colour
of a setting ball of
flame, my beloved,
and the fruit
can be tasted this way:
follow the wet footprints
on the tiles, they spell out
your name –
come; ignore
the barred windows,
if you choose to leave me
I will let you jump.
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