Love comes in spurts.
RICHARD HELL & THE VOIDOIDS
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And goes is gone
cause for mourning head
in hands in tears gonna be a long long wait for the resurrection
of the dead.
There are birds there is birdsong
unmourning and unmournful at sunrise in the white light
there is a garden with high walls around it
jardin de plaisir
of mint and lavender of hyssop in hedges glassy beads of water on velvet leaves
purple-flaked lupin spikes above velvet pulmonaria
there is a gardener la belle jardinière bare-breasted and bare-footed
bouquets
of all flowers in her arms and woven in her hair.