Monday, 19 July 2010

MondayIII July

Junk

End of the line.
Drawn thin.
Sniper snappy.
Rail-road trim.
Stretched too far.

Teetering, clawing
Falling.

Track edge.
Hung by a thread.
No more tether.
Bent hell for leather.

Clinician’s sentence.
Silently screaming.
At 3am.
Rattling round and round
Crocodile fears.
Falling on deaf ears.
Junked head.


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