funeral suit

Singer:hannigan, lisa

he came by in his funeral suit

in an open hearted shade of blue

asked me what i like to do

on a july evening

to bermondsey or to shoreditch

i said i don't know which is which

the night a thread for him to stitch

for me

the unbelieving

in the end we just stay in

and gesture with our mugs of gin

dance around this borrowed kitchen

a stop and start dumb show

i am a cloud filament

we advance in tender increments

between the past and future tense

test the weight of both