ON LEAVING AARHUS:
No need to explain yourself, just do it, let go the rope,
stop pulling, move on. Honey tower, shaken hand behind the
curtain where no one can see. Who comes up to you, big hat,
grinning, talking too loud, crashing & dark rain?
Thank you for the juice, I hope your weather holds.
Your goodbye waitress smiles, tiny eyes, forever face,
no bandwidth here, dropped connection, time to climb back
into the sky-hole, Essex on the line.