Tuesday, 13 July 2010

Composition No 2


Here's an old favourite:

Tensing, straining, holding muscles
Contort stance and visage
Breaks for readjustment
Turtle’s head touching cloth

Sitting, pensive, relief from strain
Stomach empty yet full
Adjusted and cleansed
But still the remnants

Are leaving on parachutes
Of fairy’s wing
Dented and creased re-cycled

The silvering handle makes
The orifice sing
And all is gone
Round the bend

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