Tuesday, 7 July 2015

Grief

Oh Street Sleepers I have such terrible news.
Ed has been taken by the fairies, I was waiting for his return and eagerly awaited my lady to return. When she came through the door I smelt him, he smelt of fairy dust and stillness. I saw him, his eyes were open... vacant... but looking at me. I felt something deep within me sink as I regarded him wrapped in that towel of death with an endless gaze that never even whispered farewell. I watched as lady carried him outside and return with nothing. And though I sat in my hammock I believe wherever she took Ed. Some of me went with him.

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