End stops #Anne Sexton

 How clean the fresh dug grave
 Empty footprints stamped from lifes arrears  
The tired franked stamps, torn out to save  
Wheelbarrow's punctured wheel collapsed  
 Weeds that choke untended crops  
 Shining bronze of desolation  
 Type prints shouting with your fixations  
A metronome of incarceration  
Times the hammer on the final nail  
Scattered ashes of dried hormones  
 Jigsaw scrabble that's your subliminal headphones  
 Black carrion crows to peck at your minds eye  
The strewn of all the dreams price tags  
Comes exhaustion, running out of options nag  
 Pipe dreams full of haemoglobins lead  
 The handbrake locked her resting place  
 
 # Attribution to a fixed point her wishes so disposed  
MY own brother to that place it seems so self engrossed