Wednesday 27 March 2013

POETRY




poetry is a blind sport
exposing big truths
behind 
the sneeze-stain tile and the silver fish corners

you
were only writing mundane day honesty
about 
the good sandwiches
and 
heavy 
toilet 
visits

just a record of the day to keep the box sane

when 
you realise joy is in the maintenance
and the rush
and the urgency
fade
and you are filled up with simple MOMENT







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