It became seropurulent –

goo [clear – but infected

for sure] – Left to dry my

wound’ll heal or kill me –

This churchyard is cool

with cloud cover’s slow

shade & interference – I

sip my daily coffee near

a bird bath named Gavin

& court recall of demise

of love & understanding

among others – Is this a

dress rehearsal [we say

again] – an inheritance?

At home I’ll find a plaster