Wound up

Wound up


Two boys standing side by side


Framed sepia




A sunlit room and the tablecloths sheen


A deep green valour


They’d dug a level into the slagheaps side


Spoil slipped and filled the tunnel


Two boys died


A third survived


A blind sister


And a mother listen each day


To the sound of a clock unwinding

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