When every other track
is scratched or worn away
Nancy, sing the songs of yesterday
Nancy
how could you forget
the blueness of your eyes
was it..
the careless placement of your glasses
yet again
or the cardigan you left behind
at our favourite restaurant
remember?
our silver wedding dinner
or was it..
the slow bleach
of your best-loved blouse
thin at the elbows
from so much living
a TV noonday
bathes your skin
the turning
the turning of pillows
and the hems
of a childhood song
gathered tightly in
was it..
you sang them to me
or we sing to them
Nancy
I have folded
your cardigan for you
I went back for every
one of them
was red
one was blue
and scented of the lilacs
in some year ending in two
Written by Kathryn Ross and Brendan Bonsack February 2015
Copyright Kathryn Ross and Brendan Bonsack 2015
is scratched or worn away
Nancy, sing the songs of yesterday
Nancy
how could you forget
the blueness of your eyes
was it..
the careless placement of your glasses
yet again
or the cardigan you left behind
at our favourite restaurant
remember?
our silver wedding dinner
or was it..
the slow bleach
of your best-loved blouse
thin at the elbows
from so much living
a TV noonday
bathes your skin
the turning
the turning of pillows
and the hems
of a childhood song
gathered tightly in
was it..
you sang them to me
or we sing to them
Nancy
I have folded
your cardigan for you
I went back for every
one of them
was red
one was blue
and scented of the lilacs
in some year ending in two
Written by Kathryn Ross and Brendan Bonsack February 2015
Copyright Kathryn Ross and Brendan Bonsack 2015
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