July 2013 (2)

9 July 2013 at 22:00 (Poems/Poetry) (, , )

whole country sat
in a badly fitting dress
crossed nyloned legs
tugged skirt inches towards knees
in a cold cell with a slamming peep hole
unbearable silence stretched
like an elastic band ready to snap any minute
throat was choking from a sweat ring
swollen eyes managed to encounter metallic irises
two cans of tinned food
put in a cupboard opposite each other
forever imprisoned moments
that would not move beyond themselves
no explanation was finer
than a fully shaped fear
testimony signed by force
will become some collector’s treasure
worth pounds on ebay (09th July 2013)


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