Poems by Lee Christmas

Monday, November 26, 2012

when i sit alone

I don’t sit alone with a neutral expression

my mind is never blank

I am watched over and judged by dead relatives

and pets

and possibly neighbours/strangers

only sometimes

when I’m not being absent minded

an untitled poem about spelling

is this a spelling era?

© 2012 – 2013, Metazen.

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