There’s a place for me in the sun

My #ReblogWednesday is this lovely poem by Luke Otley. Read more of his poetry at lukeotley.com

MY TROUBLED MIND

There was the bus

beastly, pulling up

I sprinted, nimble in my winkle-pickers

thinking ‘ahh, there she goes’

in a lurching, twerking cloud of fetid stink

It’s funny; in your rushed make-up

lines climbed around your eyes like the

footprints of tiny sea birds

in a riverbed

‘Two winters is too long’, I thought

There must be

a place for me

somewhere

in the sun

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