Anthony Wilson

Toast

September and still warm.
Concentration in pieces.  

The shame-dreams come,
the shame-dreams go,
always the same, with
different teachers speaking.  

You see it coming, you see it
but you don’t see it coming.
I bury myself in the bedclothes,
my words turning over.  

Did I say enough? My shoulders
no longer remember.  

Lines lost in the small hours.  

Toast then more toast. My eyes
rinse themselves in the dark.

Anthony Wilson’s most recent books are The Afterlife (Worple Press, 2019) and Deck Shoes, a collection of essays (Impress Books, 2019). In 2015 he published Lifesaving Poems (Bloodaxe Books), after his blog of the same name. www.anthonywilsonpoetry.com