This case is battered, old.
Each day another piece succumbs
to the dark ravages of encroaching time.
Yet it holds tapestries, embroidered
with rich silks and one, as bright as any,
a work in progress still.
So do not hang your dreadful DNR
above my bed until the moths get in
and chew black holes throughout the treasured fabrics
of my mind.
© Gill Dunstan
All rights reserved
Each day another piece succumbs
to the dark ravages of encroaching time.
Yet it holds tapestries, embroidered
with rich silks and one, as bright as any,
a work in progress still.
So do not hang your dreadful DNR
above my bed until the moths get in
and chew black holes throughout the treasured fabrics
of my mind.
© Gill Dunstan
All rights reserved
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