my silent undoing

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StoryMatthew my silent undoing26 years 7 months ago
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My stories

Matthew

I awoke to the news. My father’s soft, apologetic voice Brought me awake. He said, “I’m sorry to wake you, William, but Matthew died last night.”

Where

I saw your name on a wall in Lancaster Sprayed in luminous green, Then carved into the wood of a bench in Heysham Which I slept on for a few hours one night. I saw it again on a bus,

Over

It’s over now. The idea is dead in the water. We thought about ending it, But today we still exist. It’s ongoing, this. We endeavour to leave But life, sad and lost, persists.

Over

It’s over now. The idea is dead in the water. We thought about ending it, But today we still exist. It’s ongoing, this. We endeavour to leave But life, sad and lost, persists.

WINGS

Waking-up I’m lost, and wondering Whether the caterpillars are better off as butterflies Or they’re just forced to change, And then I’m scrambling in the dark for either the light-switch

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