Almanac Poetry: ‘Grip’ – Tommy Mallet

 

 

Grip

 

He wants to die,

but his body’s too tough,

the old gumboot.

He’s wanted to die for months.

All that’s left is a glazed, heavy-lidded stare,

his grip.

It was the one thing he always had,

when all words failed.

Strength.

Strength to hold. To draw you in.

To catch your eye, lovingly,

in his.

 

 

 

 

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