Madeline in Bubbles, Rising
I wanted madness to explain you,
not crafted mascara and perfume
to force me from the crowded bar.
Your blisters, us hitchhiking
into a sandy city. You said my offer
to carry you just made you inhumane.
I saved one bar of Green & Blacks
all night. You loved me in pieces.
Under a snowfield of Guinness glass,
I found you in the roots of tables.
Gram Joel Davies is a poet in Devon. His collection Bolt Down This Earth (V. Press) was published in 2017. It’s been a while, but he is getting back into writing after training as a counsellor. A recent poem in The Moth marked his return.