After you left, I found myself drowned
by oceans of grief and waves of pain
Now suddenly the sun lights up the cloud.
transforming my world after months of rain.
I love the flap of clothes
beneath me, up here
I see the privet hedge
at the end of the garden
needs cutting back.
It's quiet away
from the washing machine's hum.
I came from the supermarket,
before that the factory.
I still remember pine forests
being part of something larger
There are so many of us,
the older ones snap sometimes.
I can see half of one in the mud.
I don't believe
in the great laundry basket
in the sky.
Life's a breeze
but when it's done
you're gone.