Span

In contrast to the conventional,

He was born aged 37 and a half

Fully clothed on a large mattress

Parents nowhere to be seen.

He blinked in the half-dark

A crack of light slicing the curtains

And looked up at the ceiling

He knew he loved ceilings…

On his left arm he could feel

The warm head of a small boy

No name, only breathing.

Outside he heard seagulls

He knew he loved seagulls…..

Their calls filled his head

Before he passed away

A few moments later.

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