She kills time on the boat ride
tidies her mobile address book
selects contacts, names and options
answers yes when asked delete all details?
She pushes buttons with no remorse
wipes out Peter and Paul, removes Nellie
discards Biljana, cuts out Ron and Ali
in no time twenty identities are gone.
She lifts her head at Scarlet Reach and sees
a cormorant at The Dead Woman’s Rock
all black and silent. She knows this bird
will bide its time to pounce.
A shape looms up ahead
Scattery’s round tower
preserving patterns, prayers
echoes and silences of the island.
She will obliterate no more.
