Monday, May 22

i'm in a pit but it is lined
with fur so i don't mind.
there's little light down there, enough
for tales of heroes, drunks and wolves.
i'm in a pit and there is no way
of telling me how things are
but there is a glass
of pink and flowered
plate of warm cake,
so i don't mind.
there are no invites to me
i's dotted with hearts
dates and times and maps to help,
directions up the garden path.
i'm in a pit,
don't phone.

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