The Broom – Written Wednesday 18th January 2023 (Aged 47)

The Broom

i am used to a broom
a mess,
that exists in my head
tidying my rooms
making my bed
and i am used –
to a kind of disorder
amongst the places of my being
so i remain uncomfortable
but i know what needs cleaning

i am used to a broom
i have stared at it,
there in my corners
as i contemplate the mess
madness and its helpers
are never truly dead
i live within the words,
that i have said
there are crumbs
and a feeling of seasoned bread




Wednesday 18th January 2023


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