Sunday, 20 March 2011

Of all the thoughts who's only testament
was a brief stirring in the morning air
from the time that we spoke them
and the house plants that we bought new
which grew and died by small degrees
and no one appeared to notice,
the bank charges, snippets of interest,
too disparate to be more than irritation
and I think of all the pavements I have walked
and I find it is my heels that wear the greatest