In the latter stages of thin illness
I dreamt that I was in Swindon with you
Sitting on a bench
In Rodney Avenue
You described the avenue to me
Throughout the years
From its inception to the present day
You described how a block of martyred flats
Had obscured the view to the battered lake
Until they were demolished after a wartime fire
The land was never used again
And now provides advantage to the beautiful waters
Later as we sat on a jetty we dangled our feet in the shallows
Creating ripples and disturbances
It was then that I told you how much I admired your cheesecloth shirt
2018