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Thursday, July 05, 2007

The inheritors

The Inheritors

They are in her flat now, my half sister’s relation,
five of them are going through her stuff dividing it
amongst themselves. The notion is ghoulish, will they
do ditto when I’m gone? Throw my poetry away, and
only keep books with a nice binding, placed unread,
on a bland book-shelve, in a living room. My paintings,
drawings and pictures done by, not yet, famous artists,
will be thrown into an attic, collecting dust of neglect.

Disappointed they will leave: “He didn’t have much
of value, the old man, only boxes full of unpublished
poems, there’s his cottage we can get a few thousand
for it” Scorched earth solution? Or go for long walks,
eat salad, outlive them all; change name too, or their
great-great grandchildren will come after me, arguing
amongst themselves. You see; what their ancestors
said was junk will then be priceless antiques

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