Daily poem – Tin Nature

Tin tune

 

Clatter backward taste of trauma

Car crash lever smashing air bag kisser

Keep your foot on the accelerator and sail into the blue sky

Roll on the tarmac, like twisted washing at the launderette

Beacon of light picked out the death of darkness

Rescue no recovery left to ponder

Arrested, clapped in bunker bed window, with white bladder pump fracture

Dream of purgatory; is this what it was anyway

A step towards a step towards

Mink coat marquee manager slaps a youngster and gets paid off

The sin of a law to satisfy animals

Balls to the bowling green manager

Take notice, notice to quit is given

 

December 4th

Patrick Turner-Lee Copyright 2014

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