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With a final drive words open and split when they sap the long winding path to the heart. She'd purge her sins and fix them in daisy chains, whereas his wild roses would fade aspiring
Walking with you and him in the enchanted garden, the wind blew your hair through our guessing silence and the sunflowers turned their faces skywards as if to ask for forgiveness.
For many years I got used to old age by watching her when walking to the shops, past my front window like a great big bag of ripe bananas in her yellow frock:
Air-borne and invisible, sky-choker, cloud-blaster, his mood unpredictable, his longevity tried and judged, he has no measure of application, but black powers feeding off his core.
As if a monster unbolted a secret door and ripped the earth into shreds just under the ocean he has opened an abyss along the seabed, a bleeding wound of seeping muck, vaporizing