Charlotte Dawson

From Mesh

A dual tongued stone mason

A factory produced vessel of information coated in the fingertips of every house in my world

A workman’s penmanship written under the sole

Bangs on the knee & stomach from towering men made hard through time

A liquid whose strength changes paths

Stops you in yours

Hold your breath and cover your face

heave and strain and open

Press it from under you

A glossy globe to be held in the palm

A conversation to be filled in

A gap to be made gapless, crack less, smooth and purpose

Carry me onto the next line & leave me there

A signpost for eternity

Flung into great heights & buried there

From the depth unseen

Your mark leaves a passage