Mark Heathcote

Freshman - 2,425 Points (22/03/66 / Manchester)

On this your birthday...


I have watered a well spring
Till its continents floated by
And still I’ve had springs run dry
Leaving me nothing more to say

I have watered a well spring
And poured a little salt
Over my right shoulder
But still nothings fine my love.

The weeds are creeping sirens
Filled with dark magpies
Knocking wings like ravens
But still I have feelings my love.

That won’t go…
I have watered a well spring,
In a desert but still…
There is emptiness on this your birthday
That flower cacti flowers that won’t die away anymore.

Submitted: Saturday, April 13, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013
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