Tread-like rain
pierces
a gold soil.
Cells triple
twitching and jagged.
A violent
spitting and splitting of sap
all done in silence,
in white hours.
The green flesh
oxidises
relative only
to the comets and their ego.
Richard Aubade
Richard hails from Wearside in North East England. His poems explore genetic inheritances, fatherhood, and belonging.
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