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legion.

Mum reckoned
I must have had
about a hundred brothers & sisters
out there somewhere –
dad got around a bit
before he died
last summer -
hit by a truck
on it’s way to the dump
& mum just sort of faded away soon after.
Now it’s my turn
but what an ignominious way to go –
she always said that I’d come to
a sticky end -
and here I am
sure enough,
just as she predicted
and you don’t even see me
as my life ebbs away
little by little
& a myriad images
flash by -
the love of my life,
those big green eyes
I see them still
& wonder where she is right now.