Poetry by Sy Brand: Gravity is for People Who Don’t Hold Hands

Gravity is for People Who Don’t Hold Hands

Bulldog power, satin frosting, guarded
by the deep lake, watercolour and broad-

shouldered, people say
“butch”, but that’s not

a person, there’s more hiding
beneath the denim and distance, it just

needs someone who doesn’t anchor
on words, but body

weight pressure and eyes
that ask for feeling, need it

like salt on a tongue (but
whose?), there’s a simplicity or baseness

to light that disregards
physics, may we too float

together and forget
what the textbooks say?

We could be something new.