Saturday, 28 May 2011


The weather didn't come out today.

Only rain fell like tears on my face

Before it touched the ground.

Eight magpies, white and sapphire and black

Wearing formals by the headstones

Looking to me for something shiny.

I'm here in my nightdress

You can look, I don't mind

But you can't have me today.

If you think of her, perhaps Medora

Will dance for us and shimmer.

A phantasm is the only show today.

Then in two nights, when light was high

In a dream adorned and sparkle

Jumping light to hang in poses

Held in the air, in a room alone

Everyone else downstairs.


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