one way or the other,

December 19, 2007 at 5:30 pm | Posted in poetry, writing | 5 Comments
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in the sad eventuality

you are left in a supermarket

and unfamiliar voices which are

not directed at you are all you can hear

as a low murmur

and the pitch and tone of your mother

is suddenly silent

there is a thrill of realization

a sudden exclaimation and

you must not clap you hand to your mouth

so sudden and so obvious dear,

relax into your fear,


allow no tiniest twitch of the tail,



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