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THINKING OF MANSFIELD PARK


More like the father leaving
& the door shuts in blackness. You
are alone & the house is not silent.
Your friends will come around, the ones you
don't want to, & not go away until
with your eyes heavy the birds start up
& you're given then a little rest.

                                                                 This is
what still complicates us. Ah
my dear, my dear, you must rest
because tomorrow will you bring to succeed this nightmares:
everything gone through again, again, another performance
of that play you really didn't want to be in but
they made us all, they
made us all, dear, take some tiny part.