The axis and caryatid of her family

spiritually eroded

her worth still visible and full of savour

the sodium vapour lamp at the end of the driveway

turning back, and back, a clock wound too tight

an empty lot aching

with memory licked

by frost and sought by deer

a pound of flesh preserved and


She unbuilds herself one

gram of certainty subtracted from the next, and the next, from sand and

stardust undifferentiated

Withered, bitter, brittle, golden, whiter than her hair.

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