THAN YOU

someone
younger
dies
& its like the rug been
pulled out from under
& theres no floorboards there

someone
older
dies
& its like the roof comes off
& the ceilings gone
& all the sky gets in

& youre left
naked in space
thinking what the fuck

GIVE IT A NAME

give your dread a name
tame
it
make it a pet
when it next rises out the floorboards
of
any
normal
day
clutching your weakness in its animal fists

give 
it 
a 
name
like the people do with posh perfumes and aftershaves
midnight plum
or
boris and natasha

get to know its breath 
observe its habits
its evil play

and
then
watch
it
leave