Poetry

Thursday, 2 June 2022

Measuring time

 One foot in Hungary, one foot in the dark

One foot on a higher plain

One foot in the grave

Six feet of the millipede

The ant on a trampoline

One foot, Rabbit thumper

Hologram I've seen


One foot, two foot, three foot, four

Push me backwards through the open door

Too afraid to step through

Too afraid to fly

Too afraid to live,

You may be too afraid to die

Fear yes in feet, measured in inches or miles

Fear like a far away train

Rumbling for a while

Something on in the background

Through the static noise

I can hear a pin prick

Feel a pea through a mattress

Feel a foot or two

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