It's Still Life

7:30pm, 1 May (Beltane) Car Packed and Ready

once,
I would have lain awake
on the edge of leaving,

maps bright behind my eyes,
the pull of elsewhere
like a tide I couldn’t ignore.

now,

I sleep.

because the road is known,
the ferry a familiar hinge
between two rooms
that I have lived in long enough
to forget which one is mine.

Sussex under one foot,
France under the other,

and sometimes,
standing still,
I feel both.

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