We Haven’t Connected Not For Some While Poem by Mark Heathcote

Our love has done this, circuit many, many times
But overall… the wires that bind fray threadbare
Till only the barbs pronounce their whereabouts
With a hilt furnished flick of the derriere
…Yep! We haven’t connected not for some while
Can we not reconcile these alternating currents?
Are we barking mad wires - held together?
By green & yellow, insulation gaffer tape
Rightly or wrongly I sometimes think…?
Spoil me, with a postcard from your soul
Spoil me let me know the lights are on
They’re blinking on the porch, back home, waiting for me
Our love has done this,
Our love has done this, many, many times
Our love has done this, circuit board
Our love has done this,
Done this, tripped this circuit breaker many, many times
Our love has done this, many, many times before!
On off... go on spoil me let me know the lights are on
Let me know the lights are on … they’re on!
They’re blinking on the porch, back home waiting for me.