I don’t really know what to think about the Queen’s death…
I don’t really know what I think about the Queen’s death
apart from how old I am,
how time passes,
how lost they look,
how everything ends
everything dies,
how like Ozymandias,
nothing will remain.
I don’t know how I feel about the Queen’s death
..except that I feel as I do when,
with hands sticky and over-eager
for plump, juicy, blackberries,
I reach across a spiderweb
and clumsily break a thread,
drooping the remainder,
leaving it lopsided,
limp,
sagging,
less useful,
less beautiful
emptier.
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Julie
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