Best Before See Date
You might well call me
Out of date
Just because
My fingers now form
Obsolete chord structures
Upon and in the air
Where they remain
Fixed like catatonic and
Invisible statues
Within disturbed ether
Yes precisely there
Where the very breath
Of you sighing claws back
Unfamiliar harmonics
From vaguely familiar
Yesterdays
Vacuum packed embraces
Sterile kisses
Pon freckled faces
Smiling …………………….x