Friday, March 30, 2012

Sleeves of biscuits and casual stalking

If I could balance
each biscuit that I ate
this week
one
on top
of
one
on top
of
one
on top
of
one
it would reach
from the ground outside
your house
to the bottom of
your bedroom window
and I
would
carefully
climb
to the top of the pile
and balance there
watching
as you went about
your day to day
unaware that a man
sitting on a tower
of crunch creams
and digestives
was living something
make believe
just outside.

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