‘Escaping’ by Jan Carroll

from Sassafrass

If I taught you to steep tea
If I couldn’t get
you down from that crag
to sit to hear
it seepseepseep
or some such thing

while waiting
over the basin
your face
in amber

muttering stupid curses
If then I let you

lay tealeaves
across my body
soaking the unknown past
through my skin,
If then we are,
If then.