Thursday, 28 July 2011

Considering My Bed

Broken-back still standing on four legs
a straight-jacket that binds me to rest.
The Victorian life-support machine
that nearly flat-lined, it somehow
survived sunken in the middle.
Its seen days away this stuffed
slab – slept decades away within its,
womb - wood and spring instrument, sleep tool.

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