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a belated spring

there are weeds in the front garden

bundles of flowers turning brown on your bed

the imprint of your back filled out within the month

but the dust between your vertebrae never quite clears

& i've been sick twice trying to empty your fridge

we've got it all wrong again

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ns-ezra
Scottish
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Mar 10, 2013
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