Postscript

 

I don't want children   ever
yours in particular
my house is of the smallest kind
unkempt dim and poorly built and
can't take such occupations



it amounts to little
and so on and so on
undertaken slowly
what would be left or
not at all



each minute as they say
for now   unmentioned   as ever
I want to lose you
in parts per thousand
as it is   forgive me   technically
not as it used to be


— Joel Bettridge (© 2002)


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