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Sunday 11 October 2009

Fifty Odd Words No. 42

I remembered then what I had meant to do.

Night was bleeding out and I couldn’t see your face.

I placed my fractured fingertips against the edge of your thigh.

It felt dry and cold, so I placed an ear against your chest and held my breath, for hope of hearing a thump.

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