Friday, 6 June 2014

Soundness of judgement

There is an edge
Like a knife
Or a sword

Fine
Unrelenting
Unyielding

And he says we’re balance on it
As if we could just stand there

As if that is the easiest thing
In the whole wide world

As if we wouldn’t notice

Just there

See

Where the wrappers and films
And boxes
And outer cases
And empty packets
And tissues
And toothpaste
Cover

There

Where I failed to notice

And I think he is right

Only not balanced but teetering
Like at the brink of disaster.

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