message from home

beyond the picket fence

the saplings rise grey
as your eyes
whites as white as polar bear

a cartoon flicked
shadow over light

slowed down

floor boards. thought in shorthand.

absence. loss. decay.

we have nothing more to go by.

more absent than present
dots in paper
when you are away.

ticker tape

I think you are

sycamore seed

honey field

a book about birds

english birds

with 57 colour plates.

In the lane
someone smiles
with half of your look.