Dónall Dempsey - FALLING THROUGH TIME

PoemHunter.com 2014-06-14

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Old battered box
in dusty attic

falls at my feet
spills out your old love letters

(how fortuitous)

like froth on a wave
they wash around

where I stand

now

the years flooding back

this the bric a brac
of how we used to be

the flotsam

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