Day 21

'A Fridge In The Clouds'


I took your picture and kept in in my drawer,
you said it was terrible but I've kept it ever since.

I never look at it, it's one of those things-
I feel that you've changed so much now
that it won't look like you anymore;

it would be like a part of you was peeled away,
neatly, in strips
like pva stripped from a child's finger

or you were now faded more and more into the background
your jumper matches the foliage behind you

But I keep it there to remind me
I still own your soul in a jar.