Listen to me read this poem

For a month you have lain between us
And I have been a boy against your back
Searchlights slicing our blackout
Above the factory where dad made munitions
And now and then you would turn and hug
So I heard your heart detonating and you
Saying that we were polar bears and I
Was your cub under the snowy sheets...

I make tea against your absence
Night's ebb resolving as tree sway
A bird quick as fish across the shallow lawn
No trace of you in all this endless brevity.