Strange waves

I've been watching elderflowers bloom and die all summer been living in the cupboards of this house like a scavenger The cats due to their immense independence come and go I try to convince them not to leave me alone calling and bribing If you sit on the bench by the door you'll hear carhorns vaguely distant I shut my eyes and pretend to live in a dream world as reality hits me And I bury myself in the grass and the blossoms smelling dewdrops as I pull my fingers trough the soil and the gravel I wrap myself in solitude

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