every single piece
collected
all the spares
their just in cases
strapped on roofs
in the shed under others
stairs no one wanted
they're not 10's
cut the habits these
worn as robes preach
their long-gone chances
only bones seen
remind us
they're kept inside
the same every year
I'll gather now on-demand
spring a life going forward
raise the young
pass them on
release those twigs
watch the gliding
from the mountains
stick around
take a stroll
you just be
here
in the morning
image: Left behind / watercolour on paper / JMS / 30x30cm / 11/11/ 2019
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