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David Bircumshaw |
Third autumn
once easter's finished the rest of the holiday disappoints -
studying starts early, students stop surfing, worrying about the permanent war the government's got
them into rain, although expected, never rains. quiet, dry, sapless days
tilting the venetians to allow more light I feel I'd go nuts should I have to live alone
in the afternoon, I lie down and from the floor watch the tree tops toss in the wind
the nipped worm is crawling up the camouflage pattern on the plane tree trunk
three autumns in one year, so weakening that I'm ready to sleep, feeling papery and fragile like a leaf floating into my feeble hibernation where I can do no better
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