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