Lucozade

(translated from Gaelic)

Sickness
lying beside a bottle
enwrapped in orange film

colour
that can be lifted
carefully from the glass

cold on your hand
with rips in it
that lessen the size

of the strange
new world
you see through the plastic

the summer dusk
suddenly appearing
over the grey spring day

and the drink’s taste
in your mouth
still

sweet
sour
lasting.

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