stiletto crow - poetry show

Night Vision

I’m stronger and fitter and faster in the night
Try as I might
I cannot for the lives of me drag my steaming eye
From Dogfights on Discovery
Not pitbulls pitted each to the other
With pitch of giggling rage and stupid blood
But Spitfires and Hurricanes
Above Albion’s butterflies and wet hedges,
Shadows swooping over
Railings and churches on a hill
And so I gaze at sunbeams of past
With a branded telescope. I imagine it
But it’s real.