First lines
This is the end of the poem
the next line is nothing
pissing away into the wind
its time on earth
then you realise
you’ve been learning to aim
all your life
spent it scribbling
your name in the snow
watching its brief acid gold
eat its way into the white
you slash your name across the graffiti
step back
through the tresses of steam
read the sentence
you have just signed
