They found his broken body
on the bank of the storm dyke,
not hidden, the yellow irises crushed
as he fell, where only last summer
we made our secret pledge.
I hadn't seen him lately,
since that autumn keeping secrets
pulled us apart,
the truth too heavy for two.

They've closed the road
to the marshes, wild flowers
cover any signs of the past,
now it's only me
and the ghosts who remember.

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