If I had the guts to feel romantic
I would say you are an umbrella
in the boot of the car,
a shared handmade blanket
just covering my legs,
a bowl of cheesy chips and gravy
meticulously divided into 50:50 portions.
If I had the guts to feel romantic
I would say you are a Netflix-streamed fireplace,
a footstool in the middle of the sofa,
a pile of souvenir playing cards
from cities we’ve ever visited.
If I had the guts to feel romantic
I would look at you
and stop writing this po

Carl Burkitt 2025

‘Chrysalism is a sense of warmth, peace, and tranquility when you are warm and dry inside the house during an intense rainstorm.’