she looks like a monk yet

on second glance i see she is wearing

a brown wax coat with the hood up

over her pyjamas.



clematis flowers above her

up the front of the barn.



on the bus the other one reads the death

notifications twice,

while her companion calls her mam.



looking over i see an insert, a photo

a lady presumably died.



she looks a bit like me.



it is sunny and cold.