Guardian Poem of the Week

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Monday September 6, 2021 at 10:44pm

Beer for two in Böckler Park, Berlin

You asked me for a love poem
and I gave you a text message and a handful of
imaginary paprika crisps. You told me this was
insufficient to the moment and I agreed.
It was 3.08pm. I wrapped a single curl around
my index finger – smiled. The thing about love
is the very thinginess of it. You must agree!
A ‘now I’ve got you now I never won’t’.

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