Pinprick morning eyes
See
Through blurry
Films;
A rough sleeper/panhandling hopeful, wide awake, wishing a good morning — in my pocket, a toehold on Everest's side;
A second (a girl), she's taught her dog to hold The Big Issue in between its yellow-black teeth;
A scattering of people staring, smiling (at the pet)—"look, look"—"isn't it cute"—"bless"—;
A flat expression, dead eyes (the girl's), she's ********* a selection of cuts on her arm, invisible;
A tragic scene, in the shadow of London's limestone Everests.
But the toehold leaves
Selfishly
In my rushing, full
Pocket.
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 11:41 AM UTC
Pinprick morning eyes
See
Through blurry
Films;
A rough sleeper/panhandling hopeful, wide awake, wishing a good morning — in my pocket, a toehold on Everest's side;
A second (a girl), she's taught her dog to hold The Big Issue in between its yellow-black teeth;
A scattering of people staring, smiling (at the pet)—"look, look"—"isn't it cute"—"bless"—;
A flat expression, dead eyes (the girl's), she's ********* a selection of cuts on her arm, invisible;
A tragic scene, in the shadow of London's limestone Everests.
But the toehold leaves
Selfishly
In my rushing, full
Pocket.
Oxford Street, London, July 2018
As part of 'View from...', a collection of observational poetic experiments, whereby I allow myself five minutes to finish a poem regarding my surroundings at that time.
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