To Kathy, Hailsham. Ishiguro’s breath and ink; Lover, Heart, no more.

I am a carer.
See my fingers, soft, gentle,
Hold this withered hair.
Hands, friends. Organs without Flesh:-
Persistence, Desire, Longing.

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