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The Paw-Trod Path
Along the paw-trod path Narrow and dainty through the gorse Where yellow flowers Lie dim like fallen stars in the mist Comes a silent visitor, hesitant It licks its lips A taste like vinegar Humans of old and long ago Their lonely essence gone The heather-stepper flinches Shy even of memorial eyes The castle ruined on the hill The old manse below with broken windows No smoke at the chimney Only the wind that whips around the gables And the twitter of nesting swifts Nudging open the gate, it sniffs The garden is overgrown Cow parsley four feet tall The front door at the porch swings on its hinges Frightened at first, it shies back But, then, seeing the door ajar once more It pads in In the hall, the photographs are curled in their frames The flock wallpaper brown with age Light rectangles appear on the wall Where paintings have fallen to the floor As nails have loosened away Through a dirty glass-paned door into the kitchen A female body, face-up, mummified by cold Her icy fingers gnawed by time Clasps a mobile phone to her breast The last note she wrote With her thumbs Before the screen went blank Was: "It won't be long now."
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