POEM A DAY 2012
seven poems, seven days, seventh month
Wednesday, January 18, 2012
Gain Ground
Fetching my face.
Catching it,
feathering reflex-
the recogniser.
Humour, aqueous
all day,
soft eruption
in Le Creuset.
Reducing,
gone,
dial rolled off,
left,
tepid jelly.
Exploded packed lunch.
Dim broccoli.
Wan smile.
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