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Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
sand flecked skin
your body you give
heat rises we too
birds sing
waves foam cool around our feet
inhale
exhale
sun stings
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
not dead yet
you haunt me
still
thoughts of you
against my will
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
dew drop
mirrors all
encapsulating
in miniture
everything
reflected
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
fear sweeps in
a tidal bore
no escape
that rising tide
drowning daily
much too far out
all my life
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
Auburn coated cattle
seek safe purchase
on a limestone scree
bent windscarred conifers
climb the hill
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
I've talked this relationship
into the ground
but still
I cannot bury it
Eileen Prunster Aug 2012
It's raining I said
better take an umbrella
she gives me
that look
the one only available
to teenagers
it says "your a ****** idiot"
more effectively
than any spoken word
she'd rather be dead
than be seen
carrying an umbrella
and soaked to the skin
she might well be
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