crouching the child squats on the ground
hello woodlouse your legs are wriggling says the child
woodlouse curls tight into a ball stretches scuttles off
the child sighs rocks back on his heels pushes up moves on
breaking the sound of the mothers heart
for all the imagined rejections to be faced
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Thursday, 15 April 2010
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