Pix and Poetry 01/18



My vision turned to black —
Couldn’t see a thing
So I stopped worrying about my acne.

So, so, so there’s a lot of big things
Bigger than I am
But so what?
I’ve got to be sneaky, crafty

I’ve got to be ratty
Rodent enough to burrow
Mouse enough
When ignorant to be happy

This entry was posted in my work on display, poetry.

Post a Comment

Your email is never published nor shared. Required fields are marked *