Katherine

What a friend we have in zero

We get morbid, disappear,no?

No demand can bring back heroes

At my command we flung theories.

How wet sand won’t answer queries.

Come unto the Queen’s tiaras

I’ll have baked beans on your knee, Oh !

Scaffolding bores the view

Dwarfs the tree and fence

Unfinished work

Abandoned weather rotted,

Where is the owner?

I don’t like this

At all