• lapwing

grant's interlude


I have met someone.

I am not just a box you can tick.

I’m not white bread. I am a mix a haribo.

You wanted peanut better and jelly.

I wanted marmite.


You wanted to see the world

I wanted to hide from it


It could just be me and you

But you did not want that


That’s why I wrote this interlude.

For you.