An early train to edinburgh
distorts the farm
with schedules
and absence,
warping like wet wood worked negligently.

Animals announce themselves
as paired glimmers
when my headtorch
tunnels through darkness
fringed with light rain
to pick out eyes
turned on as if switched-
illumined inside.

These my companions
seem turned robotic overnight:
my untimeliness preempting
secret daily resumption
of blood and bone.

light in the east


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