WE THOUGHT ABOUT
OUR LOVED ONES
TALLIED 50 ON OUR FOREHEADS
WITH THE PEN YOUR MOTHER
GAVE ME IN THE SPRING
THE SUN BEAT AT THE WINDOWS
WITHIN AN HOUR JAMES HAD CRACKED
LEFT THE SHIP AND DIED STILL CLINGING TO THE WINGS
The Benedict Cumberbatch and Martin Freeman obsessed tumblr account of one Shea Flynn