It's all fallen apart
your black and ivory silk blouse
the one you loved you let slip
into a bucket of bleach.
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Hours lapse in the full
frenzy of house-cleaning
as colours leech
to a winding-sheet.
Everything has its run
and what the worm has spun
is now parchment. Retted
useless it will have to go
so just drape it
by your window to dry out.
Allow a breeze to arouse
this curtain of your house.