mooch about and waste time
starting things they’ll never
finish. The next world
is nothing to them but shadows,
some don’t have patience
for any of that crap at all –What, grass, they say, waving
their wobbly arms, You mean
you actually believe in grass?
Kathryn Simmonds
The Unborn
issue 08 September 2012
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