Monday 10 May 2010

Nice.

It's nice
to get away
for five minutes
just
to look
at the clouds:

they're so
airy
and 
they don't judge
or
ask for any favours.

Looking at them,
you realise
you've just got to
push on
and stop
making bones
where there's 
only flesh.

As you sit there
you realise
the point
you wanted to convey
has slipped away;

so you
just
sit there.

(But
then
a siren
causes you to stir:
you look at the birds
and see
that you'd
better start heading back.)

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