it gives you lungfuls of clean air a wage a Citrix Connection a cheap, fiddly work phone to moan about more birds than you can name posing cute as bread inside half coconut shells that you had time to dangle from shrubbery two pairs of yellow rubber-gloves hanging from the washing carousel because these days you can’t stop cleaning a swamp of anxiety your stomach lurches into and your mind freebases over like frantic mist once your only worry was using too many cliches |
Bio & Link |
Pauline Sewards is currently lives on the east coast. Her second poetry book Spirograph is being published by Burning Eye Books later this year. https://m.facebook.com/thisistheband/ |
Great imagery, thanks.
Thanks so much Geraldine
Great poem Pauline, says so much about now.
Genius