Poem Hunter
AF (1964 / Newcastle under Lyme, Staffordshire, UK)


I spend
more time
now building walls

I am so good
There’s things
I hardly think about at all

‘Til sunlight
drives a chink
through shadows tall

& then I fall.

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Comments (1)

Whoever gave that a vote of 10 does not understand poetry. I'll keep it there, rather than delet the thing, just to demonstrate the absurdity of voting. Thanks, anyway. Ax