outside the window VII

the woman in only
a red bow tie
yellow spike heels
smiles
drinks tea
eats cake
she has buried the remains
the headstone reads
HE LIES
HERE
HEARTLESS
outside the window
the lawn is wet with autumn
the sky is
sun-yet-to-rise pale green
this colour replenishes your xi
says Zan
a seagulls rasp
rips through birdsong