gyproc two

the cat ate the gyproc

the cat is playing statues

 

the wind would weep around the timbers

if it wasn’t afraid

 

some kind of plant

unjugged on the table

is reaching for a sun-bleached card

 

kiss me, youth was a tantrum

put out the dish cloth

it leaves puddles on the floor

 

miss haversham wasn’t born in a day, you know

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©EBFay

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Oh dear, that was a much longer break than I realized. I have been relocating…

Anyway, EB Fay is back.  I also write at ebfaytobias.wordpress.com, ebfaysphinx.wordpress.com, and http://www.songsofnoticing.com

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  1. Is that a great expectations reference? Nice either way.

  2. It is, Trent. And thank you…

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