My love arrived with tulips, ‘ten for a fiver’,
picked up from the supermarket at the end of the street.
Fresh off the plane, perhaps he would have preferred
to wash his hands but stood in his coat in the kitchen
watching me cut through the cellophane
and crush the stems with the stainless heel of the bread-knife.
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