I want to know right
now.
Has she been trampled
by a sheep,
Or eaten by a cow?
I think it most unlikely,
so
I haven’t got a clue.
I s’ppose she’s just
gone off me now
’Cos that’s what women
do.
This is what I get up to on my nocturnal rambles – writing stuff
like this in my head. It distracts me from the shapes I think I see lurking in
the darker shadows.
Tell you what was good tonight, though. There’s a deep, wide
drainage ditch at the side of the lane close to my house. We’ve had incessant
rain today, so it had a lot of water in it, and the sound of running water in
the darkness is really quite splendid.
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