Finola Scott




Wake up call

you haul me from dream drifting
snug in your tangled bed
I hear your early-rise kitchen clatter

I’m a lay-a-bed, day waster, sloth
you remark
dark dressed in the doorway

I want our mornings to release
day’s perfume not this peat,
earth-soiled Pu’erh tea you proffer

aged, brackish, it slaps my mouth
you say I’m drinking time
I taste rot



Finola Scott is published in many magazines & anthologies including Gutter, Ofi Press, The Fenland Reed and Firth. Red Squirrel are publishing her pamphlet this autumn. Some work can be read at the FB page Finola Scott Poems

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