Another Planet
-- Light ricochets
around the bedroom.
A tanned arm,
white sheets.
--- They've been
in these poems
before.
Somebody
somewhere.
-- I wonder
if we can stay
in here
all day.
Outside the sunshine
dries the fallen leaf
and a Magpie
walks across
the lawn.
The world
will carry on
anyway.
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