Expect Delays [poem]

20 08 2010

red
shoe lying there at
the centre of my gaze, flat
on your side, seeing
the world from a different
perspective (lost)

how did you get there?

looking like a picture you
would expect on a billboard
promoting
fashion and human
folly (so-called necessities)

and the image haunts me still

oranges
close by, scattered
like clues leading
back
to the scene of the crime
plastic bag futility
half empty (not half
full – no
optimism) and despair
comes quickly

how did they get there?

red like fresh
bright blood droplets
missing

orange
bruised flesh soft
and tender(ised) like what i
cannot see, yet
know lies

under the white
sheet pure unstained, or maybe
i am too far to
see

droplets
red
flesh
orange
body
corpse

lying in the middle
of the busy N1

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