A Picasso Sketch
sometimes my life,
seems –
a little far fetched
or at least –
a picasso sketch
i am not your dog
to carry and fetch
i am not the condensation
on your cold cold breath
i am not the bargain bin
giving out what is left
it seems –
that my life is a book sale
of bits they could –
not sell in a jumble sale
pieces of jigsaw –
colourful but they never fit
my life –
is a soap opera script
i know, at least you care
and for that, you are missed
More poems at
https://theboybehindtheglasses.com/
James Garratt – Wednesday 8th February 2011
A Picasso Sketch – Wednesday 8th February 2011
