“comrade in arms” by Sasha at the table in Swansea

Sunday July 31, 2016
5 minutes
From a text

comrades in arms
we dance like spiders
like the heat is our rhythm
the heat is our rhythm
sisters in the trenches of ache
and beauty
we lean towards revolution
towards grey hair
sweet friend thank you for
always saying sorry when you
know your wrongs and kissing the
places where mine are
acknowledged or unacknowledged
let’s make cake for the whole world
and eat it with our hands
others will follow
when we set the example