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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

gyproc one

the membrane in the wall ate my dinner last night

this morning, it is all gyproc

 

i am thinner; the cat is getting fat

the moon is weeping—no parakeets

 

there was a jug on this table

thrown in the image of me

i hope the thief has planted a geranium there

 

kiss me, my youth is broken

put out the light bulb

it likes to roam at night

 

rome didn’t collapse in a day, you know

 

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©EBFay

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EB Fay also writes at ebfaytobias.wordpress.com, ebfaysphinx.wordpress.com, and http://www.songsofnoticing.com