Jagged Hedges
Scarred tissue an issue for the mother
Another scandal to handle; dismantle
Educated in bath tubs
Bubbles in dreams:
Smothered in salty creams
To scrape the dirt from torn skin
Fiercely embattled;
Dead soul in half drunk muscle
Crushed in fire dust detail
Shattered frost filled vessel
Empty and pardons given;
Striven even harder than the day before
To ignore the broken promise
Shaped by moving windows
Left open to crack a passing head
A nation of sick
Tricked into believing the sordid linen stains:
Stinging, in bashed up motors.
Token of a time gone by
A lost treasure
A measure of the lies; complicity in bereavement
Sobbing into buckets of remembered dreams
The nuclear family; blown up out of all proportion
The first generation to notice
Its man eating flies.
September 6th 2017
Patrick Turner-Lee Copyright
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