".....done with shuffling in lightless rooms
She turns fast on brittle heels
hugging under her breath the name of the man she loves
truly......
Two pebbles in a pocket one scratch beneath her heart
I have no idea what the above means. It popped in as I shoved and straightened mum's mattress.
Monday, 5 March 2012
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