But then I hear a tiny sound

That stirs my mem’ry, brings me ‘round

To former joys. I used to know.

“Dear Anna? hi, I’ve missed you so!”

And I once more do hear that voice

I’ve loved so long, and I rejoice,

I’d never thought to hear them more,

Outside …

The cellar room I once called home

Far out of sight, a site alone

Cannot remain a haven now:

This mouse’s nest now fears the plough

My life’s disrupted, cleft in twain

Will ever I find home again?

I am uprooted, limbs are pruned

My misery no more entombe…

I could see better before; I recall that night clearly.

.

I was clean, intact, as night fell. I think you were, too.

It was easier to make things out then, the contrast was stark

And I did not notice the nurse turn sick and pale at my innocence

.

A stone …

I have all these feelings now, rolling around

Like the chunks in a hearty, thick soup.

They’re some of them toxic, and some quite sublime

But the mixture’s unstable. I haven’t got time

.To feel all of them, blent in a group.

.

So I’ll thank you to take th…