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A Blue Dress

He’s making things while
in the kitchen I sew
pieces of our life together
Someone has to take care
now that he’s taking none
He doesn’t want to know yesterday
his junk’s all over the place
I hope to make a sail for when
the wind of his head is unleashed
it will need direction if we
are not to burst hard
on the rocks of the past

If he should die first
there’ll be plenty to
wrap his flesh and leave enough
for a blue dress
He has forgotten
the matter of growth
and the needs
of tomorrow.

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Comments

  • © Karin  Taylor
    © Karin Taylorabout 6 years ago

    beautifully written

  • Thanks Karin

    – Keith Russell

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