Thursday 28 January 2016

OLD POTATO



theres
an
old
old
potato
at the back of the veg drawer

soft 
wrinkled like bath finger
and
weakly sprouting small nothings

  hello old potato 

i say 
sick in the thick morning leftovers
of
a
night still congealing
  
  you
  remind
  me of me 
  these days i couldnt power
  a
  lightbulb
  anymore
  than
  you

from tippyandfriends.com

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