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Thursday, 5 April 2012

Trap


The walls have been painted, although the mirror remains
You have re-arranged the furniture, built a cupboard
Surrounded yourself with sound, light, & a flat screen twenty seven inch television

Only to discover that materialism reaches its limits; you spread out from those four walls
Venture onto the trackers trail, fill your rucksack with layby’s fruits of love
Eat into your vast reserves; re-join living society & take a walk, take a long endless walk









a poem from the collection Some Trickier Poems - Love with Conflicts - available as a kindle download or library item by clicking here