ECHOLOCATION

for SM

This was our way of keeping in touch.
Touching base with the time.
The time I had woken before sunrise.
Sunrise today is at 07.33.
At 07.33 you were frying eggs.
Eggs were eaten at 08.10.
08.10 in two separate counties.
Counties that yawned the country open.
Open the curtains, 08.22.
08.22, clocking off.
Off into the day like a train.
Trains of thought that spirograph back.
Back out and back into the dusk.
Dusk, 16.14, and a prayer to home.
Home, where it is just gone sunset.
Sunset today is 16.36.
16.36 and I go outside and watch bats.
Bats echolocate here and in Yorkshire.
In Yorkshire are you hearing this?

FIVE SHEFFIELD MONOSTICHES

Sheffield is a cave for the tide to boom and creak in. It echoes. Echoes.
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Sheffield woke the Kraken with a spit of fire from Vulcan's crucible. It burns.
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Sheffield burned a brewery that bombed, thirsting liquor up Moorhead. It flows.
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Sheffield was a flood that drowned children and teapots, smashed doors and tibias. It kills.
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Sheffield ghosts itself in phantasmographs and cinematography. It is double exposed.