after a long break now moving back into the diverse flock and have missed you all
lips of dark closed,
night still warm
swallowed a graceless sun,
a seldom seen
bloated pig floated towards
that iron bridge,
a quarter mile away
in aluminium trailer
playing cards
table paved with bills
man and woman
lengthened the night
putting off
dull leering and sweating
his fat fingers
knowing places
that had companions in pain,
tethered dogs bark
their loudness echoed
and carried on the air
so the wild dogs knew
their lives where better
Also first poem written on a iPad , more to come