Victorian Novel
I first saw you
half way down
page four
surrounded
in a paragraph
I knew it then
that you and I
would be more than
just background
characters
but we would
have to wait
until the bottom
of page
seventy eight
before we would
eventually meet
and then wait
yet again
until the bottom
of page three
hundred and sixty
seven before we
kissed
if only
this wasn’t
a Victorian
novel
we could have
fucked
at the start
of page
six
• P.A. Levy says… “I'm a Cockney sparrow now living in exile in the beautiful Suffolk countryside.”