Tuesday, August 04, 2009

The strange sad sickness
Comes on so sudden
Thick with tears and sellotape
Getting better only with reluctance

Everything changes
Like a whirlpool
Or a tidal wave,
Relaying the power lines

The strange sad sickness
Hides beneath the skin
Brushing green fingertips
On everyone around
Grinning in your heart
When it gobbles up
A smile that strayed too close

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