Ian Dudley

London & Virtual Machines

Ian Dudley

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night glows with empty light

a full moon

through reeds of lampposts

at St Martin in the Fields

the crex crex

of a thumbnail stroking a comb

we share the streets

with crows dotting roadkill

diagnostic foxes

coming home past dawn

we peel the shadow

from our heels and rise

Virtual Machines

The office is a chatterbox,

an open plan disaster

from the time when we

worked together.

These days (IRL)

we ride a carousel

of back to back calls,

tethered to headsets,

talking to everyone

except those near us,

forgiving ourselves

the convenience

of working from home,

unbuttoned, whiskered,

speaking to empty rooms,

and untouched

unless someone

forgets to mute:

a riddle of piss,

birdsong through a window.

Ian Dudley

Ian Dudley has published poems in various magazines, and was a 2014 Jerwood/Arvon poetry mentee. He is featured in Eyewear’s The Best New British And Irish Poets 2016.