Friday 3 October 2014

WAR OF MORNING




mornings dawn gift
is

Trojans in costume
and
the stink
of
hostels
and
sandpaper eyes

the Trojans have 
social network and outlook inbox indifference
and
demand
hundreds
of tiny tasks be done
before
ME
the hostage
is
released
into 
DAY

i make an effort - sometimes thats enough
and
i sit out on the patio chair
waiting
for
the demands to fade
and
for
lunchtime 
to
arrive
with the high sun



from proctorbronzes.com

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