Poem by Grant Tabard (UK)
Published in The Ofi Press issue 44
Lay Me Down On a Pillow Where You’ve Been
After 'Make Me A Pallet On Your Floor' by Mississippi John Hurt
Make me a pallet on your floor
made from the gnarly wood of a crucifix,
lay me down with Jesus Christ
under an arch of angels close behind your doorway.
Make me a pallet on your floor
so I can kiss your soles every morning when you wake
in a tar black country of soot trod into the soil
where no Adam’s needle pricks at the sunlight.
Lay me down in a blanket of your brazen hair
let me be draped in those entangled ship ropes,
lay me down with all the sleeping heads in the clouds,
I am in the dirt, bury me with a mask of your gossamer,
a set dress of perfume the colour of morphine.
Lay me down on a pillow where you’ve been,
make me a pallet to enclose your rosehip scented skin,
wrinkled with sun spots, seal the box with entangled ship ropes.
Grant Tarbard is widely published. His first pamphlet Yellow Wolf is out now from WK Press.
Image: "Day 137: Bed Time" by Tom Small.