more VI

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Here’s another poem from the collection, hope you enjoy it – you can sample more from this post (which also has purchase links if you’re enjoying the poetry a lot :D).

 

into a tin can

a home
in the silks of grass
with fresh tar
on estate roads
too new
to have had
even a single innings
played upon them

streetlights go snapping on
and I’m still trailing
Goliath’s finger
across a map of Europe

we say to one another
we’ll just work harder
but there’s
such slow terror in staying put

I peel another banana
and kick off the same
sequence
of tin-can surprises

I don’t want to leave the house
anymore

and when it rains
no-one can collect a single drop,
everything
scrambles in gutters
and when they cross the fields,
even rainbows
tangle
in barbed wire

 

 

 

 

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