Poem of the Day – Buckle up Crash Time

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Buckle up Crash Time

 

Stacked with sparkling party popping blisters

Insisting that loved ones are stalling

Falling,

Calling out for help

 

Difficult to keep up

A cup in hand catching the sprinkling shower

The grim truth balanced on a broken swing

 

Pimples plastering mirrors already grubby with tears

Fears shaking an otherwise spirit to be awoken

 

Soaking locals from the deranged apartment building

Slopping out the window

As the duct is stuffed with plastic

 

Too late to get the change

 

Rhetoric is still sticking to newspapers

Like burnt out frying pans

Like a crushed apron theory

Back to me

Meant to come an end I know

Sharpening the knife

Cutting the ribbon

 

 

January 6th 2018

Patrick Turner-Lee Copyright

 

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