Last night
wandered completelythrough the terminal
In the morning
some October
a sort of sunlight
slides down the building
These spaces surrounded
by effigies of loveburn a little less
Across the balconies
familiar bodies
fade into each other
Outside the window
heartbreakstripped on the street
faces fly in the face of another
shadows lost
in the brown glass hulk
of Alfa-Bank
and another woman waits
for her song to be sung
Late for something
lost voicesturn the corner again
These places
by 9:45
will be touched
by nothing more
than low blue flames
and the noise of afterburners
Out by the airport
a car door slammedWings rise in the sky
like a photograph
Someone took a walk
in the woods today
Born from concrete
and the noise of aeroplanes
It is not unusual
to be aimless in nature
Do not remember
It will leave you breathless
leaning from the window-ledge
Today they held a parade
The long dark steps and big salutes
will not be interrupted
in their cursed trajectory
A new holiday
a distant celebration
Like always
the patriots have got there first
to straighten up their arms
in a hopeless march
Deep in different streets
millions of bones are rolling
into dust
and someone
took a walk in the woods today
These spaces
these creationsdragged moments of speech
across
Do not remember
It will leave you breathlessleaning from the window-ledge
At night there are fireflies
I am not the one
who draws you here
from Lost Republics (Salmon Poetry, 2008)
