is that your mother’s grave.
no she lived in bournemouth,
buried there.
why did you not bring her
here?
look a leaf fell, it
must be autumn now.
so we built the dens,
one with leaves overlooking,
one with sheets, pegs, ironing boards
as befits domesticity. it got hotter.
i lost touch, did not know
he is in hospital.
sbm.
Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 1:42 AM UTC
is that your mother’s grave.
no she lived in bournemouth,
buried there.
why did you not bring her
here?
look a leaf fell, it
must be autumn now.
so we built the dens,
one with leaves overlooking,
one with sheets, pegs, ironing boards
as befits domesticity. it got hotter.
i lost touch, did not know
he is in hospital.
sbm.
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