Besotted
The way you fall into a language mid-dream, already fluent.
Dare you, you said. I followed you in.
*
Besotted (adj.): from besot, to make a sot of. A sot is a fool. A fool is someone who follows another into the pines at dusk when the bird is already saying no in its churring repetitive way that has no end to it. I rolled the word around on my tongue.
(To be foolish / to be drunk / to be soaked through by a particular person / the t’s colliding in the centre like two people meeting in a narrow place and neither moving back.)
Your fingers, pulling at the bark.
*
The nightjar: ancient death-bird, goatsucker, ground-nester. Territorial. Territorial. Territorial.
The clearing.
The laughter that fell from you –
I fell into it too
the way you fall
into a language mid-dream,
already fluent.
*
Between the laugh and your hand reaching again:
that narrow place.
Neither moving back.



I’ve just noticed Substack hasn’t formatted this properly – imagine a larger bit of white space after ‘territorial’. Like a warning!
Photo: multiple exposure in the woods on the edge of Devon.