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Last Line First
In my night
you left feathers on the lawn
your sky god scream unheard
snatched up my blood
to staunch your wounds
knowing mine would never heal
In our poem
all the verses I chose to ignore
stab greener than weasel weeds
through a jungle of memories
leaving tomorrow's garden cursed
Will the earth grow sweeter
if I water it with tears
feign sunshine from a smile
and dream the clocks are dead
If only time was a bird
I should have read
our last line first
Published 29th Apr 2022
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29th Apr 2022 7:59pm
I read the last line first, and it was just as powerhoused, if not more than right way down. Good to read you again, Abra.
29th Apr 2022 8:12pm
I should have read our last line first. But I did that second... then turned my mobile upside down. It's award winning that way up. Bravo 👏
The third time I read it first line last and then immediately thereafter last line first and then oh my word! You are magic! :) 👏 👏 👏
The third time I read it first line last and then immediately thereafter last line first and then oh my word! You are magic! :) 👏 👏 👏
