I walk into the woods


I walk into the woods

a hefty branch brushes my head

I am beside my mother in her home

in County Clare

My Aunt Josie the Nun

Is beside her

My mother asks her to advise her on my condition

I am looking into a seed machine

watching the earwigs busy

I count them

watch them appear and disappear

my aunt advises my mother

the only thing Timmy needs

is to be occupied