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It's been 50 years

October 8th

MUMMY AGAIN

 

your face in the sky

I wonder

do they let you do that

for today

the day that marks

the day you went away

at least I now know

where you lie

scattered

in Rose Garden B2

who knew

not me

a little earthy bed

to come and visit

when in Sydney

who’da thunk

you’d end up there?

of all the places in the world

you lived and breathed

and had affairs

Kanpur to Botany

what a wonky trail

of empty bottles

gin 4711

filter tips

diamente clips

fake fur

rollers silks

lovers babies

lover’s baby

and the ones

that didn’t make

that cruellest cut of all

 

I see your face in cloud

and sense you all around me

through me

in me still

I am your girl

the one who loved you best

rest rest

I’ll never love you

less.




 
 
 

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