Moving Among Mixed Metaphors

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Moving Among Mixed Metaphors

 

He sauntered in like

An unmade bed,

All bent and

Bedraggled about the shoulders and

Neck leaned over.

His days

All yellowed and dog-eared

Like a long loved –

Or unloved –

Book,

Spent,

And rent

In its spine

From the strain

Of bearing the pain.

His musing,

Among the mixed metaphors,

A metaphor itself,

Of days dotted

With random unconnected

Debris.

The remaining pages,

expectant

with the longing

to be

free.

 

Simon C.J. Falk 25 October 2017.

 


#WATWB October coming soon. Stay tuned.

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Author: simonfalk28

Country lad, Focussing on verse.

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