Bulldozing


I sit down to a meal

of days old sausage, pasty,

sauerkraut.

Five weeks to get the house

fit for Jessica’s visit.

I don’t know where to start.

Perhaps scrapping the car and

bulldozing

a load of crap into the vacant

garage.

Once the clutter is

out

I will feel better,
uninhibited.

 

Colin James has a chapbook of poems out from Atlantean Publishing.

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