.. blood ..

. some hedges are higher than others.               i wrote . a thing so private, so intense .


. simple , complex. no one will see it .                           note your achievements to date.


.hell no.                                                         i cannot think of it every day, nor have regrets.


.his life is different to yours.        i have discussed it fully, yet it will remain confidential.

. he is still alseep                                                                              and will remain so a while.



hers is the portrait, a girl. cracked window looks at clouds,                       the mountain.

ledge, dead moths stretched out in all their softness,                            stunned by light.


torn          curtains stir memories, indicate a private place to weave and mend a dream.


some hedges are higher.



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