Listing to Port

Cats in the dark, serenity, dodo eggs, a good heart, the truth, the sort of little tiny vital screws without which bits of your gizmo will forever be popping off, the right muse, the spoons, that toy that you saw five minutes ago, anything that you cannot phone, treasure, successful chameleons, a suitable stick to put the moon on that is long enough and not so pointy that it will leave an unsightly hole for future generations to mythologise, anything that is actually where you left it last, the motivation, things that have popped out of existence for a quick break but will totally be back shortly, masters of disguise, things the dog ate, absolute silence, ghosts, things that are behind or under other hard-to-find objects, your way, the world’s smallest violin, elephants that are in the fridge or a tree or your living room, lost worlds, time.

Down the back of the sofa, in the attic, behind the radiator, in your other trousers, should we get the cat x-rayed, it’s stuck to the ceiling, under the sofa, was it real to start with or just a concept, did you eat it, did I eat it, left it at the shops, it’s inside the big bag of other bags, disintegrated into dust, in the undergrowth, in the toilet, under your hat, it’s where you left it, you’ll find out when the postcard arrives, let’s retrace our route, in the fruit bowl, where the ransom note says it is, try your coat pocket, behind the bookcase, in your suitcase, in the baby, stolen, sold it, you’re holding it, in the freezer, behind the cheese, have you seen youtube it’s now in Greece, look in the first place you looked again, have you tried phoning it, it’s behind your ear.