We sit down: rows behind
where we sat many years before
darkness, stillness
Adam’s countenance: beer cask-heavy
his eyes: glazed shallots
his smile: a split itself
Tears slip off our faces
quicken down our necks and
disappear
his beneath the neckline of
the maroon woolly jumper I bought him
on that rainy overnight visit to that gorge
My throat: that narrow valley
as Adam and Harry fade
into a tiny star
darkness, stillness
wiping away traces
before we leave
David Hanlon is a poet from Cardiff, Wales. You can find his work online in over 90 magazines, including Rust & Moth, Barren Magazine, The Lumiere Review & trampset. His first chapbook "Spectrum of Flight" is available at Animal Heart Press, and first full-length collection "Dawn's Incision" is forthcoming in spring, 2024 with Icefloe Press.