Stephen Daniels




We should have cleaned-up sooner
Leave. Take your rust speckled distance
with you. I won’t pull your crumbling hand

and plead for you to stay. I’ll ignore
the broken holes you left when I prised you.

I don’t want to walk out and see nails,
pointing towards the floor.

Waiting to drop and skag
on our vinegar scented clothing.




Stephen Daniels is the editor of Amaryllis Poetry ( and the Secretary for Poetry Swindon. His poetry has been published in various magazines and websites. Find out more here @stephendaniels

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