Dinner with Sebald
Rapid eye gymnastics
in deep focus cut to
a table setting; below
spiky palm silhouettes
near a Key West shoreline.
I’m picking at Bavarian
brain cells over calamari
with lashings of tartare
& lemon. Knocking back
a bright Rosado as he
waxes of post war
hangovers jostling with
a yacht rock soundtrack.
Moon coloured foam
seethes under a Nor’
Westerly breeze surfing
the beach head—offering
an echo of washed up
bones & hushed voices
of the dead as dessert.
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