:: the red coat ::

the red coat
was hiding
under layers,
but i saw it.
red it is, worn, shabby.

a friend you say.

lining cream silk crumple.
the label
harris tweed,
heather washed,
as old.

the back a thin satin sash
to tie.
oh lovely coat
i love you.
**
away for coffee
italian,
a biscuit.
**
back to the red coat,
tried it, and looked daft in it,
and imagined how it would be
**
hungry i would wear it,
run on the moor, windy,
a cotton dress beneath,
grubby knees,

old boots, and wrap it round me.
night garden, pyjamas,
and the red coat looking
at the moon
**
slight smell of camphor,
and lavender,
un threading,
pockets with notes,
and hankies
and all well, all well.
**
men will sing with three voices,
and dance in their suits,
and i will be headlost, and dizzy.
leaving the coat
to bathe in pools
of light, under green,
dripping back into
the coat , red coat.
**
they say i said too much about the coat last night,
and did I look daft, and i will never buy it
£500,
but it is already mine,
headed forever, calling it to at will

**
red coat.
i will say more, and more, red coat.
**
I love you red coat.
sbm.

 

7 thoughts on “:: the red coat ::

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