bad timing
line of bush
the only place
a lurk could be
hiding
where i watch
your chances
taken
one by one
and now youve
brought the kids
along
with tiny spades
appropriately
digging up
the past
the secrets
careful what
you dig .
a glimpse
of ghostly
perspective
perhaps
demanding to explain
to kids ..
the moon and
mowing scythe
looming
these things
never leave
you know
mortality
uncovered
evening sun
dwindling
hard to see
or look at
easy to conceive
this wicked world
the devils world ..
you brought
the kids to
well
good thing
youre a teacher